"Luthien. Luthien?" Luthien stirred, but did not open her eyes.
"She adores you, Celeborn. I am thankful that she has you as a cousin and tutor. I will take her now, if you want. Tonight has been a big event for her, and she has been running around all day, unable to contain her excitement." Melian squeezed Celeborn's shoulder before scooping the young girl up to put her to bed. A little way away from Celeborn, Melian stopped.
"May I ask you to show our guests their rooms and tomorrow, if they wish it, show them around Doriath?"
"Certainly, Melian." Celeborn nodded. "Good night, your Highness." Melian smiled. "Goodnight, Celeborn"
As Melian turned away, Celeborn slowly rose from his chair and set out to find the Lords and Lady. His first guess was the high balcony, as most Elves seemed to like it there. His guess was correct. The five siblings were standing in a group, talking. Celeborn walked towards them. They did not notice. He was not sure what to do. Did he wait for them to notice, or did he interrupt them? Either way could be taken as rude. He walked a little closer. Much to his relief, Orodreth noticed that he was there.
"Yes?" He said, staring with those cold eyes.
"Er-" Celeborn cleared his throat. "Queen Melian asked me to show you to your rooms. That is, if you wish it?" He stood, feeling quite foolish as he waited for a reply. Orodreth just stared, as though studying him. The others were still as well. Finally, after what seemed like forever, Artanis turned around. Recognition crossed her face.
"Of course, Orodreth, you could have answered the poor lad, if Melian asked it of him! Yes, it would be good of you to lead us, Celeborn." She gazed at him with her clear, blue eyes.
"Yes, er-" Celeborn nervously cleared his throat again, "This way, then." He said, gesturing towards the doors.
He lead them, and reached one of the guest rooms. "Lord Finrod?" He looked at the man, who raised his eyebrows in acknowledgment. "I believe that this is to be your room for your stay." Celeborn opened the door, and sure enough, on the floor there was an envelope, with Lord Finrod written on it in long, spindly writing. Celeborn bent down to pick it up, and handed it to Finrod, "A welcome note, I presume." He said. Finrod bowed his head and turned to his siblings and Celeborn.
"Thank you. Good night." He said, closing the door behind him.
Celeborn went through this with each of the men, and then when he got to the fifth room, he looked at the woman standing before him. She looked right back at him. Finally, he broke the silence.
"Lady Artanis, I hope your stay in Doriath is pleasant for you and your brothers." He opened the door, and picked up the letter addressed to her. She did not move.
"I'm sure we will be very comfortable here." She talked with a smooth, low voice, which had enough power to make anyone listen. "Tell me, is your cousin's hair usually neat?" A smile played at the corners of her mouth. Celeborn arched an eyebrow.
"No, it is usually in many tangles, milady." Artanis laughed, and Celeborn joined in. Artanis noted that his laugh was very melodious and rich with sound. She liked it.
"I assumed so. You can tell that underneath her manners and face, she is a free-spirited child."
"I'm afraid that is an understatement." He grinned. "Goodnight, Lady Artanis." He handed her the letter and made to walk up the stairs. She still did not move. She stood there, until he disappeared from sight. As she walked into her room, she realised that there was something about him that appealed to her. She knew not why. Celeborn was like many other elves she had met. Yet there was something different about him.
As Celeborn trudged up the stairs, his mind went over the feast. Artanis was extremely beautiful, more than he would have every thought possible. He wondered if she was always so warm to strangers. Perhaps it was because he and Luthien were kin of the King and Queen, who were going to be giving the Lords and Lady hospitality for a while. But Celeborn had not missed the look that her brothers had exchanged with each other when Artanis smiled so wonderfully at him. Could it be that she was just in an extremely good mood? He shook his head clear of his thoughts, opened the door to his room, and got ready for bed.
~~~~~A/N: Okie, it's short, I know. :P I'll post another chapter ASAP. ( By the way. Thankies for the reviews! ^_^ I'm happy now.I guess I didn't expect many people to read this story, even though it IS a fanfic site. Aren't I a silly-billy? I will try and edit the chapters to that the dialogue is not as modern.and I'll get better at it, I'm sure. 'Specially with such good constructive critism. ( Better be going now.I need to calm down a bit. (Me rambling on again -.-) 0.o
"She adores you, Celeborn. I am thankful that she has you as a cousin and tutor. I will take her now, if you want. Tonight has been a big event for her, and she has been running around all day, unable to contain her excitement." Melian squeezed Celeborn's shoulder before scooping the young girl up to put her to bed. A little way away from Celeborn, Melian stopped.
"May I ask you to show our guests their rooms and tomorrow, if they wish it, show them around Doriath?"
"Certainly, Melian." Celeborn nodded. "Good night, your Highness." Melian smiled. "Goodnight, Celeborn"
As Melian turned away, Celeborn slowly rose from his chair and set out to find the Lords and Lady. His first guess was the high balcony, as most Elves seemed to like it there. His guess was correct. The five siblings were standing in a group, talking. Celeborn walked towards them. They did not notice. He was not sure what to do. Did he wait for them to notice, or did he interrupt them? Either way could be taken as rude. He walked a little closer. Much to his relief, Orodreth noticed that he was there.
"Yes?" He said, staring with those cold eyes.
"Er-" Celeborn cleared his throat. "Queen Melian asked me to show you to your rooms. That is, if you wish it?" He stood, feeling quite foolish as he waited for a reply. Orodreth just stared, as though studying him. The others were still as well. Finally, after what seemed like forever, Artanis turned around. Recognition crossed her face.
"Of course, Orodreth, you could have answered the poor lad, if Melian asked it of him! Yes, it would be good of you to lead us, Celeborn." She gazed at him with her clear, blue eyes.
"Yes, er-" Celeborn nervously cleared his throat again, "This way, then." He said, gesturing towards the doors.
He lead them, and reached one of the guest rooms. "Lord Finrod?" He looked at the man, who raised his eyebrows in acknowledgment. "I believe that this is to be your room for your stay." Celeborn opened the door, and sure enough, on the floor there was an envelope, with Lord Finrod written on it in long, spindly writing. Celeborn bent down to pick it up, and handed it to Finrod, "A welcome note, I presume." He said. Finrod bowed his head and turned to his siblings and Celeborn.
"Thank you. Good night." He said, closing the door behind him.
Celeborn went through this with each of the men, and then when he got to the fifth room, he looked at the woman standing before him. She looked right back at him. Finally, he broke the silence.
"Lady Artanis, I hope your stay in Doriath is pleasant for you and your brothers." He opened the door, and picked up the letter addressed to her. She did not move.
"I'm sure we will be very comfortable here." She talked with a smooth, low voice, which had enough power to make anyone listen. "Tell me, is your cousin's hair usually neat?" A smile played at the corners of her mouth. Celeborn arched an eyebrow.
"No, it is usually in many tangles, milady." Artanis laughed, and Celeborn joined in. Artanis noted that his laugh was very melodious and rich with sound. She liked it.
"I assumed so. You can tell that underneath her manners and face, she is a free-spirited child."
"I'm afraid that is an understatement." He grinned. "Goodnight, Lady Artanis." He handed her the letter and made to walk up the stairs. She still did not move. She stood there, until he disappeared from sight. As she walked into her room, she realised that there was something about him that appealed to her. She knew not why. Celeborn was like many other elves she had met. Yet there was something different about him.
As Celeborn trudged up the stairs, his mind went over the feast. Artanis was extremely beautiful, more than he would have every thought possible. He wondered if she was always so warm to strangers. Perhaps it was because he and Luthien were kin of the King and Queen, who were going to be giving the Lords and Lady hospitality for a while. But Celeborn had not missed the look that her brothers had exchanged with each other when Artanis smiled so wonderfully at him. Could it be that she was just in an extremely good mood? He shook his head clear of his thoughts, opened the door to his room, and got ready for bed.
~~~~~A/N: Okie, it's short, I know. :P I'll post another chapter ASAP. ( By the way. Thankies for the reviews! ^_^ I'm happy now.I guess I didn't expect many people to read this story, even though it IS a fanfic site. Aren't I a silly-billy? I will try and edit the chapters to that the dialogue is not as modern.and I'll get better at it, I'm sure. 'Specially with such good constructive critism. ( Better be going now.I need to calm down a bit. (Me rambling on again -.-) 0.o