Willow fell backwards onto her bed and stared at the ceiling.

"This is so hard!" Willow exclaimed.

A knock on the door interrupted her thoughts.

"Come in."

Her maid walked in and smiled at her.

"You have to get ready for dinner Willow."

"I do? Is tonight special?"

The maid nodded excitedly as she ushered Willow into her bathroom.

"Have you not heard? Mithrandir and the Queen Arwen are visiting tonight!"

Willow climbed into the hot water and the maid left to get her dress for dinner. I can't believe Mithrandir and Arwen are coming here tonight! Willow thought happily. She climbed out of the bath, dried herself and walked into her room again.

"WHAT?"

Willow looked at the dress that was laid out on her bed in horror.

"You expect me to wear that?"

The dress was pure white and the bodice was decorated with silver strands that were entwined to make a pattern. The sleeves were long and reached down to the waist. The neckline was cut quite low.

"Yes, Willow. You are also being moved to a different set of rooms tonight. If you haven't noticed most of your stuff has already been moved."

Willow looked around.

"A set of rooms?"

The maid nodded. She plait two strands of Willow's hair and tied them together behind her head to keep the rest of her hair out of her face. She then wove silver ribbon through the plait. She put a mithril necklace with an emerald stone round her neck.

*~*~*

"Ah Mithrandir! And Queen Arwen! I trust your journey was good?" The King asked as Arwen and Gandalf stepped into the hall.

"Yes thank you Sire." Arwen said as she took a seat at the table.

"How is Willow?" Gandalf asked.

"Why not ask her yourself Mithrandir?" The King said as Willow walked into the hall.

Willow sat down at the table and smiled at the King. Arwen turned to her.

"How are you Willow?"

"They are making me have lessons to become a lady!" Willow whispered.

Arwen laughed quietly.

"It is not funny!"

Legolas smiled at Willow.

"How are your lessons coming along Willow? I trust you are progressing well? I have not seen you practicing archery recently?"

Willow sighed in annoyance.

"They won't let me! A proper lady is not meant to practice archery!"

Gandalf raised an eyebrow.

"I thought you didn't want to be a lady Willow?"

"I don't want to be! If you will excuse me."

Willow stood up and walked out of the hall.

"Poor Willow," Arwen, said. "Maybe I should go after her?"

Legolas stood up. "I will." He left the hall.