Not So Long
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"Well, I see the lady has found the wardrobe?" Yorrick turned as Elrohir and Valora entered the room.
"Yes, Warrick said I could have it." Valora smiled and took another look at the robe.
"Of course you can. Not like any of us want to wear it." Yorrick smiled and turned back to Sorely.
"You two weren't gone very long." Vittorio was standing in the doorway of their room.
"There wasn't much to see." Elrohir sat down into an old chair near the door.
"Except for some bones, we think they were human bones-"
"You're right, they were." Yorrick cut Valora off, she hadn't realized he had walked up behind her.
Valora turned and looked at Yorrick with a bit of horror in her eyes, "What?"
"What else do you expect to find in the dungeon?" Yorrick smiled and walked off. Sorely was left standing by Valora, looking at her in her new outfit.
"That dress looks nice on you." Sorely looked at Valora.
"It's a robe actually, elven. Thank you though." Valora smiled at Sorely, not quite sure at what he wanted though.
Sorely nodded his head, took one last look and walked off. Vittorio followed him with his eyes all the way down the hall, "You better watch that one. I bet the first chance he got he'd take you." Vittorio frowned and turned back towards Valora.
"What? How do you know that?" Valora stared at Vittorio.
"I'm a man, I know. Don't you think so Elrohir?" Vittorio looked at Elrohir. Elrohir wasn't sure though, elves didn't usually lust like men did. Of course elves find each other attractive but it's not the same, or at least usually. Elves aren't known for forcing themselves on others. Unlike men who did that kind of thing.
"I can't really say, but, I'm guessing yes." Elrohir agreed.
"Well, it's a good thing I have you two to protect me then." Valora sighed and sat on the armrest of Elrohir's chair.
"I was just thinking, so much has happened to me in just a few days." Elrohir shook his head thinking back on everything that had happened.
"It really has. To much excitement, or maybe not enough?" Valora pondered.
"Oh, I think it's been plenty of excitement!" Vittorio laughed.
Valora wrapped her arm around Elrohir's neck, "Though you're a big strong man, or really elf, you can handle it." Valora rested her head on Elrohir's head and stayed there.
Yorrick and Sorely came back into the room before Valora could move.
"Well this is all very touching." Yorrick smiled at the two. Valora moved her head but kept her arm around Elrohir's neck, "Are we interrupting anything?" Yorrick laughed and walked over to the fireplace where a small pitiful fire was barely burning.
Valora stood up off the armchair and walked towards their shared room. Vittorio didn't fail to notice Sorley's eyes following her into the room.
"Elrohir, watch Sorely I think he's going to try something." Vittorio whispered as the two followed her in. Elrohir nodded and looked back towards where the man was staring into the room at Valora who was admiring the robe in the mirror again.
"Valora, I'm going to start thinking you're vain if you stare into that mirror any longer." Vittorio teased Valora as he closed the door behind him.
"I'm not looking at myself, I'm looking at the robe!" Valora slapped Vittorio lightly on the arm.
"I know, I'm just giving you a hard time." Vittorio gave her a half hug and sat on the bed to watch Valora admire her dress, "You haven't danced in a long time you know." Vittorio said after a long pause.
"You know, I haven't." Valora smiled sadly, "I haven't found much to dance about in a while."
"You dance?" Elrohir hadn't realized he missed art. He was used to feasts, singing and dancing all the time but hadn't seen any in longer than he cared to think about.
"Yes, sometimes." Valora smiled.
"Dance for us. Think about how you're away from Giolla and being a slave." Vittorio said.
"Give me a beat!" Valora cried out and centered herself in the middle of the room.
Vittorio started to clap his hands and Valora began to sway her body to his rhythm. Vittorio sped up and Valora followed perfectly. It wasn't like the graceful dancing of the elves. Valora moved her stomach and hips much more than elves usually do. She held her arms above her head and twirled them in time with the music and turned in circles.
It made Elrohir dizzy watching her roll her hips and stomach at such a fast pace.
"Oh, I need a break!" Valora stopped after a while, "I'm out of shape!"
"That was very good, Valora, your movements weren't so restricted as they used to be." Vittorio applauded for Valora.
"I've never seen dancing like that before." Elrohir smiled at Valora as she rested on the bed beside Vittorio.
"It's very popular where I was born. There are dancing where the men play the music and the women wear big beautiful dresses and all dance in a big circle like that together, it must be wonderful to watch. Someday I will go back and see it." Valora gazed at the floor.
"You were taken away when you were very young weren't you?" Elrohir moved over to the bed so the three were sitting in a circle.
"Yes, sold into slavery." Valora picked at a lose seam in the bed.
"That is so horrible but, you're free now and if Vittorio and I still live you will never go back!" Elrohir promised.
"Thank you. We are in this together, all of us, forever." Valora grabbed both of their hands and squeezed.
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Just a note, I was trying to make it sound like Valora was belly-dancing but I figured they didn't have that or call it that in ME but it sounded good to me!
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"Well, I see the lady has found the wardrobe?" Yorrick turned as Elrohir and Valora entered the room.
"Yes, Warrick said I could have it." Valora smiled and took another look at the robe.
"Of course you can. Not like any of us want to wear it." Yorrick smiled and turned back to Sorely.
"You two weren't gone very long." Vittorio was standing in the doorway of their room.
"There wasn't much to see." Elrohir sat down into an old chair near the door.
"Except for some bones, we think they were human bones-"
"You're right, they were." Yorrick cut Valora off, she hadn't realized he had walked up behind her.
Valora turned and looked at Yorrick with a bit of horror in her eyes, "What?"
"What else do you expect to find in the dungeon?" Yorrick smiled and walked off. Sorely was left standing by Valora, looking at her in her new outfit.
"That dress looks nice on you." Sorely looked at Valora.
"It's a robe actually, elven. Thank you though." Valora smiled at Sorely, not quite sure at what he wanted though.
Sorely nodded his head, took one last look and walked off. Vittorio followed him with his eyes all the way down the hall, "You better watch that one. I bet the first chance he got he'd take you." Vittorio frowned and turned back towards Valora.
"What? How do you know that?" Valora stared at Vittorio.
"I'm a man, I know. Don't you think so Elrohir?" Vittorio looked at Elrohir. Elrohir wasn't sure though, elves didn't usually lust like men did. Of course elves find each other attractive but it's not the same, or at least usually. Elves aren't known for forcing themselves on others. Unlike men who did that kind of thing.
"I can't really say, but, I'm guessing yes." Elrohir agreed.
"Well, it's a good thing I have you two to protect me then." Valora sighed and sat on the armrest of Elrohir's chair.
"I was just thinking, so much has happened to me in just a few days." Elrohir shook his head thinking back on everything that had happened.
"It really has. To much excitement, or maybe not enough?" Valora pondered.
"Oh, I think it's been plenty of excitement!" Vittorio laughed.
Valora wrapped her arm around Elrohir's neck, "Though you're a big strong man, or really elf, you can handle it." Valora rested her head on Elrohir's head and stayed there.
Yorrick and Sorely came back into the room before Valora could move.
"Well this is all very touching." Yorrick smiled at the two. Valora moved her head but kept her arm around Elrohir's neck, "Are we interrupting anything?" Yorrick laughed and walked over to the fireplace where a small pitiful fire was barely burning.
Valora stood up off the armchair and walked towards their shared room. Vittorio didn't fail to notice Sorley's eyes following her into the room.
"Elrohir, watch Sorely I think he's going to try something." Vittorio whispered as the two followed her in. Elrohir nodded and looked back towards where the man was staring into the room at Valora who was admiring the robe in the mirror again.
"Valora, I'm going to start thinking you're vain if you stare into that mirror any longer." Vittorio teased Valora as he closed the door behind him.
"I'm not looking at myself, I'm looking at the robe!" Valora slapped Vittorio lightly on the arm.
"I know, I'm just giving you a hard time." Vittorio gave her a half hug and sat on the bed to watch Valora admire her dress, "You haven't danced in a long time you know." Vittorio said after a long pause.
"You know, I haven't." Valora smiled sadly, "I haven't found much to dance about in a while."
"You dance?" Elrohir hadn't realized he missed art. He was used to feasts, singing and dancing all the time but hadn't seen any in longer than he cared to think about.
"Yes, sometimes." Valora smiled.
"Dance for us. Think about how you're away from Giolla and being a slave." Vittorio said.
"Give me a beat!" Valora cried out and centered herself in the middle of the room.
Vittorio started to clap his hands and Valora began to sway her body to his rhythm. Vittorio sped up and Valora followed perfectly. It wasn't like the graceful dancing of the elves. Valora moved her stomach and hips much more than elves usually do. She held her arms above her head and twirled them in time with the music and turned in circles.
It made Elrohir dizzy watching her roll her hips and stomach at such a fast pace.
"Oh, I need a break!" Valora stopped after a while, "I'm out of shape!"
"That was very good, Valora, your movements weren't so restricted as they used to be." Vittorio applauded for Valora.
"I've never seen dancing like that before." Elrohir smiled at Valora as she rested on the bed beside Vittorio.
"It's very popular where I was born. There are dancing where the men play the music and the women wear big beautiful dresses and all dance in a big circle like that together, it must be wonderful to watch. Someday I will go back and see it." Valora gazed at the floor.
"You were taken away when you were very young weren't you?" Elrohir moved over to the bed so the three were sitting in a circle.
"Yes, sold into slavery." Valora picked at a lose seam in the bed.
"That is so horrible but, you're free now and if Vittorio and I still live you will never go back!" Elrohir promised.
"Thank you. We are in this together, all of us, forever." Valora grabbed both of their hands and squeezed.
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Just a note, I was trying to make it sound like Valora was belly-dancing but I figured they didn't have that or call it that in ME but it sounded good to me!