But was he nice enough for Artanis? Celeborn wondered. He knew his brother, and, though Galathil was friendly and nice at heart, he always flirted with every girl that looked at him -or did not look at him… Celeborn knew that, and he also knew that Artanis was way too good to be treated like that!
Not that Galathil wasn't kind to her! No, it was more like Galathil was too kind to her! The days after the feast, Celeborn never saw Galathil or Artanis alone- they were quite- inseparable. It hurt Celeborn more than he wanted to admit- even to himself. For he had loved Artanis since he had seen her at the feast. He loved her like he had never loved anyone –not even Eleniel- and the more he saw her, the more he loved her.
"Artanis, Artanis, you wonderful witch, you must have enchanted me, with your long, golden hairs, and your eyes like sapphires, with your beautiful, white skin and your smiling, red lips… Are you a witch or an angel, Artanis?" he sighed.
He loved her, loved her, loved her! And that while it seemed clearer and clearer that she would become the girlfriend of –of his own brother…
A week after the feast, Galathil introduced him and Eleniel to Artanis.
"Celeborn, Eleniel, come here, please!" he laughed.
So Celeborn came with Eleniel, especially when he noticed Artanis next to his brother.
"Artanis, this is my younger brother, Celeborn." Galathil then said, laying a hand on Celeborn's shoulder. "And this," he then smiled. "is his kind-of-girlfriend, Eleniel. And Celeborn, Eleniel, this is Lady Artanis."
"Mae govannen, Milord, Milady." Artanis nodded smilingly, but inside she felt bad. A girlfriend. Yes, of course Eleniel was his girlfriend. They were almost inseparable… Still, she pitied it. But why? Was Galathil not a hundred times as handsome as his brother? Maybe, but still, she thought it a pity that he had…
"Stop it!" she then said to herself sternly. "What is it that man has got? Nothing! Galathil is handsome and nice, so stop it!"
And she smiled and nodded again. "Mae govannen."
Eleniel smiled friendly. "Suilad, Milady."
But Celeborn –to his own surprise- bowed and kissed her hand.
"Mae govannen, Milady."
He was angry at Galathil –why had he called Eleniel his brother's girlfriend? Again, he did not understand himself. Galathil had called Eleniel his girlfriend for, like, a hundred times –though she wasn't. But now, it suddenly mattered…
Galathil grinned. "Nice Celeborn -so, let us now leave for more interesting things…"
Celeborn sighed. Typical his brother, trying to impress a girl. Well…
But…
"No!" said the Lady Artanis sternly. "Don't treat your brother and his girlfriend that way, Galathil, as if they're not interesting."
Celeborn felt warm as he saw her smile at him. Burn, Galathil!
Galathil blushed and muttered something like "I'm sorry…" and Celeborn's mouth almost fell open. His brother blushing? What? How? When?
Celeborn felt very uncomfortable with this new, shy, Galathil, so he almost ran away.
"I am sorry, but I have to go now…"
And he left.
"How to NOT impress the girl of your dreams!" he thought miserably.
Not that Galathil wasn't kind to her! No, it was more like Galathil was too kind to her! The days after the feast, Celeborn never saw Galathil or Artanis alone- they were quite- inseparable. It hurt Celeborn more than he wanted to admit- even to himself. For he had loved Artanis since he had seen her at the feast. He loved her like he had never loved anyone –not even Eleniel- and the more he saw her, the more he loved her.
"Artanis, Artanis, you wonderful witch, you must have enchanted me, with your long, golden hairs, and your eyes like sapphires, with your beautiful, white skin and your smiling, red lips… Are you a witch or an angel, Artanis?" he sighed.
He loved her, loved her, loved her! And that while it seemed clearer and clearer that she would become the girlfriend of –of his own brother…
A week after the feast, Galathil introduced him and Eleniel to Artanis.
"Celeborn, Eleniel, come here, please!" he laughed.
So Celeborn came with Eleniel, especially when he noticed Artanis next to his brother.
"Artanis, this is my younger brother, Celeborn." Galathil then said, laying a hand on Celeborn's shoulder. "And this," he then smiled. "is his kind-of-girlfriend, Eleniel. And Celeborn, Eleniel, this is Lady Artanis."
"Mae govannen, Milord, Milady." Artanis nodded smilingly, but inside she felt bad. A girlfriend. Yes, of course Eleniel was his girlfriend. They were almost inseparable… Still, she pitied it. But why? Was Galathil not a hundred times as handsome as his brother? Maybe, but still, she thought it a pity that he had…
"Stop it!" she then said to herself sternly. "What is it that man has got? Nothing! Galathil is handsome and nice, so stop it!"
And she smiled and nodded again. "Mae govannen."
Eleniel smiled friendly. "Suilad, Milady."
But Celeborn –to his own surprise- bowed and kissed her hand.
"Mae govannen, Milady."
He was angry at Galathil –why had he called Eleniel his brother's girlfriend? Again, he did not understand himself. Galathil had called Eleniel his girlfriend for, like, a hundred times –though she wasn't. But now, it suddenly mattered…
Galathil grinned. "Nice Celeborn -so, let us now leave for more interesting things…"
Celeborn sighed. Typical his brother, trying to impress a girl. Well…
But…
"No!" said the Lady Artanis sternly. "Don't treat your brother and his girlfriend that way, Galathil, as if they're not interesting."
Celeborn felt warm as he saw her smile at him. Burn, Galathil!
Galathil blushed and muttered something like "I'm sorry…" and Celeborn's mouth almost fell open. His brother blushing? What? How? When?
Celeborn felt very uncomfortable with this new, shy, Galathil, so he almost ran away.
"I am sorry, but I have to go now…"
And he left.
"How to NOT impress the girl of your dreams!" he thought miserably.