Not So Long
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"I wonder what tasks Giolla will have you up to?" Valora said as she pushed herself of the mattress and walked over to the one lonely wardrobe in the room.
"Who knows, I just hope that they keep you in here. You go down to the stable and you'll be eaten alive!" Vittorio followed Valora to the wardrobe.
"Why's that?" Elrohir asked, kicking off the shoes that Giolla had provided him with.
"There's a rough crowd around there, after Vittorio and I left there, Giolla ordered for it to be an all man hold of slaves. Who knows why, they certainly aren't the nicest bunch you'll ever meet." Valora pulled out a pair of men's trousers and a matching work shirt.
"What, you don't think I could handle all those men?" Elrohir asked light- heartily, though inside hoping that he wouldn't be sent down there.
"You'd be the prettiest thing they've ever seen in their entire lives." Vittorio said with a quirky smile.
"Why, thank you, kind sir, though you are making blush." Elrohir smiled back.
"Who knows what horrible things they'd put you through. Though I can't say that dealing with Giolla will be much better. Now both of you turn around." Valora asked and the two males turned and waited until she gave the ok to turn back around.
"Pleasant little room here." Elrohir looked around at the sparsely furnished room.
"Our own little piece of paradise!" Valora said as she flopped back down next to Elrohir.
"Do I have to make my own mattress some time or what?" Elrohir asked, trying to stifle an oncoming yawn.
"No, I don't think there is room for another one anyways. You can share mine. There is an extra blanket you can have." Valora once again opened the wardrobe and pulled out the blanket.
"You don't mind sharing a mattress with me?" Elrohir asked.
"Not at all, we'll just pretend we are old friends who have not seen each other in a while, I hate getting to know people. I just want to know you!" Valora smiled and spread her blanket over herself and moved over so that Elrohir would have plenty of room. "And trust me, you don't want to even think about sharing a mattress with Vittorio, we tried that and he'll knock your eye out or something with the way he tosses and turns all night!" Valora grinned at Vittorio.
"Yes, that is true. I don't think I've ever seen anyone make their own mattress as fast as she did!" Vittorio recalled.
"Well, I don't move much when I sleep so that's a good thing." Elrohir smiled and lie back on the mattress.
"I like lying next to someone. It makes me feel safe." Valora said sleepily, "Aren't you going to change into more comfortable clothes though? There are plenty of clothes in the wardrobe. You look about the same size as Vittorio, perhaps a bit taller though." Valora pointed half-heartedly towards the wardrobe and Elrohir got up and searched for a more comfortable outfit before returning to the mattress and listening to the sounds of Valora's breath as she fell into slumber.
Vittorio blew the candle that illuminated the room and he too succumbed to sleep. Elrohir couldn't bring himself to close his eyes or fall asleep, he pictured his brother lying awake in bed the same as him every time he tried to close his eyes.
His twin, in fact, was lying in bed, awake, thinking about Elrohir. Wondering why he kept feeling that Elrohir needed his help in some way.
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The next morning the sun rose lighting the room with it's radiance, though Elrohir couldn't help thinking that the sun was partially jesting with Elrohir with its freedom and beauty.
"Rise and shine, sunshine." Valora said grumpily and she kicked the covers off herself.
"Ugh, every morning seems to come earlier and earlier, is there no rest for the working people?" Vittorio said in a similar grumpy fashion.
"I don't think I've ever been so sad to see the sun before in my life." Elrohir added to the rest of the hostile atmosphere in the room.
"Yes, well, I haven't likes the sun in the past five years, gods only know if I'll ever like it again." Valora agreed and picked up the same clothes she had worn the day before. "We'd better hurry before Giolla threatens to come up and get us."
"Would she come get us?" Elrohir asked surprised, he couldn't imagine the rotund woman hauling herself up the long staircase and into their room.
"Of course not, she'd send Cook and since we like Cook we don't want her to do that." Vittorio explained.
The three dressed quickly and headed down the hall and the long staircase to the kitchen.
"What took you so long?" Giolla demanded as the three piled into the room.
"The sun woke up later than usual, Giolla." Valora said cheekily.
"Don't you start with me or I'll have you peeling onions till you cry the last drop of water out of your pretty little body." Giolla threatened Valora, though it didn't stop Valora from making a lovely face back at Giolla saying she didn't care in the least.
"Giolla, I have no tears to cry anymore, that wouldn't work." Valora taunted back.
"Don't make me find some in you." Giolla pointed a knife at Valora that she was holding to cut some greenery.
"Come now Giolla, what would you do without me?" Valora said, as a child would say to a parent.
"Be happy." Giolla snorted and returned to the task at hand. "You boys can start opening the windows and doors, it's going to be nice today, I feel it." Giolla waved Vittorio and Elrohir off.
"Valora, go set the breakfast for the Lord." Giolla demanded of Valora.
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"I wonder what tasks Giolla will have you up to?" Valora said as she pushed herself of the mattress and walked over to the one lonely wardrobe in the room.
"Who knows, I just hope that they keep you in here. You go down to the stable and you'll be eaten alive!" Vittorio followed Valora to the wardrobe.
"Why's that?" Elrohir asked, kicking off the shoes that Giolla had provided him with.
"There's a rough crowd around there, after Vittorio and I left there, Giolla ordered for it to be an all man hold of slaves. Who knows why, they certainly aren't the nicest bunch you'll ever meet." Valora pulled out a pair of men's trousers and a matching work shirt.
"What, you don't think I could handle all those men?" Elrohir asked light- heartily, though inside hoping that he wouldn't be sent down there.
"You'd be the prettiest thing they've ever seen in their entire lives." Vittorio said with a quirky smile.
"Why, thank you, kind sir, though you are making blush." Elrohir smiled back.
"Who knows what horrible things they'd put you through. Though I can't say that dealing with Giolla will be much better. Now both of you turn around." Valora asked and the two males turned and waited until she gave the ok to turn back around.
"Pleasant little room here." Elrohir looked around at the sparsely furnished room.
"Our own little piece of paradise!" Valora said as she flopped back down next to Elrohir.
"Do I have to make my own mattress some time or what?" Elrohir asked, trying to stifle an oncoming yawn.
"No, I don't think there is room for another one anyways. You can share mine. There is an extra blanket you can have." Valora once again opened the wardrobe and pulled out the blanket.
"You don't mind sharing a mattress with me?" Elrohir asked.
"Not at all, we'll just pretend we are old friends who have not seen each other in a while, I hate getting to know people. I just want to know you!" Valora smiled and spread her blanket over herself and moved over so that Elrohir would have plenty of room. "And trust me, you don't want to even think about sharing a mattress with Vittorio, we tried that and he'll knock your eye out or something with the way he tosses and turns all night!" Valora grinned at Vittorio.
"Yes, that is true. I don't think I've ever seen anyone make their own mattress as fast as she did!" Vittorio recalled.
"Well, I don't move much when I sleep so that's a good thing." Elrohir smiled and lie back on the mattress.
"I like lying next to someone. It makes me feel safe." Valora said sleepily, "Aren't you going to change into more comfortable clothes though? There are plenty of clothes in the wardrobe. You look about the same size as Vittorio, perhaps a bit taller though." Valora pointed half-heartedly towards the wardrobe and Elrohir got up and searched for a more comfortable outfit before returning to the mattress and listening to the sounds of Valora's breath as she fell into slumber.
Vittorio blew the candle that illuminated the room and he too succumbed to sleep. Elrohir couldn't bring himself to close his eyes or fall asleep, he pictured his brother lying awake in bed the same as him every time he tried to close his eyes.
His twin, in fact, was lying in bed, awake, thinking about Elrohir. Wondering why he kept feeling that Elrohir needed his help in some way.
~
The next morning the sun rose lighting the room with it's radiance, though Elrohir couldn't help thinking that the sun was partially jesting with Elrohir with its freedom and beauty.
"Rise and shine, sunshine." Valora said grumpily and she kicked the covers off herself.
"Ugh, every morning seems to come earlier and earlier, is there no rest for the working people?" Vittorio said in a similar grumpy fashion.
"I don't think I've ever been so sad to see the sun before in my life." Elrohir added to the rest of the hostile atmosphere in the room.
"Yes, well, I haven't likes the sun in the past five years, gods only know if I'll ever like it again." Valora agreed and picked up the same clothes she had worn the day before. "We'd better hurry before Giolla threatens to come up and get us."
"Would she come get us?" Elrohir asked surprised, he couldn't imagine the rotund woman hauling herself up the long staircase and into their room.
"Of course not, she'd send Cook and since we like Cook we don't want her to do that." Vittorio explained.
The three dressed quickly and headed down the hall and the long staircase to the kitchen.
"What took you so long?" Giolla demanded as the three piled into the room.
"The sun woke up later than usual, Giolla." Valora said cheekily.
"Don't you start with me or I'll have you peeling onions till you cry the last drop of water out of your pretty little body." Giolla threatened Valora, though it didn't stop Valora from making a lovely face back at Giolla saying she didn't care in the least.
"Giolla, I have no tears to cry anymore, that wouldn't work." Valora taunted back.
"Don't make me find some in you." Giolla pointed a knife at Valora that she was holding to cut some greenery.
"Come now Giolla, what would you do without me?" Valora said, as a child would say to a parent.
"Be happy." Giolla snorted and returned to the task at hand. "You boys can start opening the windows and doors, it's going to be nice today, I feel it." Giolla waved Vittorio and Elrohir off.
"Valora, go set the breakfast for the Lord." Giolla demanded of Valora.
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