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The Story With No Title

An Answer

Considering how Paullina was blinded with rage and disgust it was a wonder she was able to find her way to her room. It was late, but she was wide-awake. She paced the floor for a time before breaking down to the inevitable fatigue of the long day she had had. Dressing and climbing into bed she fell asleep as soon as her head hit the pillow.

Another dawn rose over Rivendell and Paullina awoke to the same sight that she was greeted with every morning, her room. Though beautiful it was now loosing it's charm. She sighed and slowly got to her feet and dressed and wandered into the hall. Her anger having worn off from sleep was now replaced by an overwhelming feeling of helplessness. Dragging her feet and staring at the ground in front of her she made her way to the kitchen. Speaking as few words as possible she managed to procure some food for breakfast.

Ignoring all the greetings from the elves she passed she returned to her room and sat in her chair not unlike she had the day before. Her mind was blank as she watched the beam of sunlight slowly move across the floor. She was jerked out of her solitude by a loud rap on the door. She looked up at the closed door, but she did not speak.

The person didn't bother waiting for a reply and walked in closing the door behind him, it was Beleg. "What do you want Beleg?"

"Paul, I know you had an unpleasant experience last evening and I know that you don't want to hear any of that repeated, but…I want to know the real reason you are refusing Liriel."

"What does it matter Beleg? No reason will be good enough to satisfy you people." Paullina, feeling her legs would start cramping up soon, stood and walked to the window.

"Paul, that is not true. For Liriel's sake please answer my question. You are breaking her heart." Beleg waited several moments staring at Paullina's back. "Damn it Paul, answer me. Liriel loves you." All he got in reply was a snort.

"Love? Ha! She's known me for a week." 'This is reminding me of Twelfth Night' [1]

"Time doesn't matter. Liriel is beautiful, virtuous and kind, most worthy of your love."

'I'm really tired of this.'  Paullina turned to face him. "Then why aren't you in love with her then?"

"I…I'm not that's all." Beleg looked a little disturbed.

"Ha! You see? You just knocked the support right out from under your argument." Paullina grinned and folded her arms across her chest.

"That is no matter. Your refusal still makes no sense."

"Do you really want to know why?"

"Why...yes."

Taking a step closer. "No, do you really want to know?"

"Yes, I have already answered you." Beleg began to look impatient and frustrated.

Taking another step closer to Beleg. "You really, really want to know?"

"YES!"

Paullina leaned close to Beleg ear. "I'm a woman."

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[1] Twelfth Night is a Shakespearean play where a woman dresses as up man and another woman falls in love with her. It's funny go read it or see it.