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Lothlorien

A grey horse rode briskly through the magnificent forests of Lothlorien, the elven rider's face hidden from view by the long cloak, the rider was not hindered by the guards due to orders by the Lady not to pester an elven rider on a grey horse.  Thralia rode quickly towards the city to receive guidance from her godmother on what to do next.

Thralia jump of her horse and ran up the long staircase until she was at her Godmother's door.  She knock quickly three time.  The door swung open and Thralia was grabbed into a hug.  ''Thralia, my treasure, you come with such worries.  Do not let the weight of the future crush the present.  Come in and rest.  We will talk later after you have gotten cleaned up and dinner.  You must be tired.  Amothien take Thralia to her guestroom, run a bath and prepare her dress for dinner.'' Galadriel looked down on her goddaughter with an unreadable smile ''Your future is now set, young one.  Do not fear it.''

With that a puzzled Thralia was led to the room she had stayed in since she first came here when she but a child, by Galadriel's maid.  The bath was already ready when she had came in, she had obviously been expected to arrive.  She walked into the bath room and slipped into the bath, grateful for it's comfort after a week of riding without stopping.  She soon slipped in a dream…

Thralia blinked her eyes and looked around 'Where am I?' the scene looked familiar she released she was standing on one of the balconies connected to the main banquet hall in Lothlorien.  She looked down and saw a gleaming white dress with no sleeves held up around her shoulders that flowed down her with intricate silver patterns.  ''What's going on?''       She looked out over Lothlorien trying to gather her thoughts and figure out why she here.  The night's stars glistened in evening sky like many jewels spread across a black velvet cloth.  ''There you are.  I thought you had retired already before I could claim the dance you promised me.'' Thralia turned around at this strange greeting from this unfamiliar voice.  

She turned around to look at the owner of the voice but was met with a blinding light when she could see again she found she was no longer on the balcony in Lothlorien but beside a waterfall in a forest ''Will you come willingly?'' asked a different voice ''Do I have a choice?'' Thralia's voice asked ''Why would I  say that?'' Thralia thought ''No.'' the other voice stated.  Thralia could feel herself crying.

 She turned around again but was meet with the same blinding light.  ''Melainm'' said the voice from the balcony and suddenly a soft kiss was placed on her lips before she could open her eyes, the light returned one last time.  

She was back on the balcony this time someone was already with her and had their arms wrapped around her waist while both were looking out over Lothlorien.  Thralia didn't know why but she felt like she was happy, this dream was broke when a loud knock came from the bathroom door.

''My Lady, you must get out now so you will have time to get ready for the banquet.'' Called Amothien.

Thralia slowly got out of the bath and wrapped a towel around herself left the bathroom to get ready. She entered her bedroom and found the dress from her dream laying on the bed ''What the…?'' Thralia thought.  She quickly changed and Amothien returned to help her fix her hair.  Amothien left Thralia's down except pulled back a few strands at the front of her face and wove the silver band with a tear shaped grey jewel into her hair.

''My don't you look like a vision'' Laughed the old maid at the beautiful effect she had achieved at the simple hairstyle performed on Thralia ''I bet your looking forward to meeting the company traveling here, when myself and a few others talked to them they had some great stories.  Now, done. I must go.  I trust you know the way to the main banquet hall.  I'II see you again I shouldn't wonder.'' With that Amothien left the room.  Thralia looked back in the mirror and stare at her reflection ''Yeah I look like a vision hahaha….no way.'' With that Tharlia stood up without looking at the mirror one more time, walked over towards the door and quickly left, leaving the room empty and dark….

I know it's short but I wanted to add this before I finish putting the story up. If people want I'II make the next chapter longer.

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