Fire and Ice
Chapter 1: The Fire Elemental
Princess Lunathwen Elvenwood stretched as the sunlight flooded her chambers with a warm golden colour. She sighed and pushed her waist-length fiery red hair behind a delicately pointed ear. A soft knock came from her oak door.
"Enter," Lunathwen said in a soft voice. The door opened and a young elven maiden walked in and bowed. "Sorry to disturb you malady," the elf said with an apologetic smile. Lunathwen got out of bed and walked to the young elf. "Not at all Arialle," Lunathwen hesitated, "What is the matter?"
" Lord Elrond wishes to see you. He said it was of the greatest importance and that you should come as soon as possible." Arialle lead Lunathwen to a mirror as she fixed her hair. Lunathwen finished dressing and Arialle smiled proudly. "Just like your mother…." Lunathwen looked up at her and tried to smile back. Her mother was killed in a war just a week ago defending her beloved kingdom, Eloven. Arialle snapped out of her dream-like state." Malady, make haste!"She laughed softly as she pushed the Princess gently out the door.
