Chapter 15 ~ Off to the Palace
A week had gone by so fast it was unbelievable. Everyday of the week Earemir had found some way to see Mirra. She felt like she was going to loose her mind. She was so sick of him that just thinking about him left a bad taste in her mouth. After each meeting it became worse.
She vowed to herself that next time she wouldn't hold back. She promised next time she would give him a lesson in how to treat a lady.
Tonight was the big banquet. Naturally it was to be spectacular with a lot of people. Mirkwood was greatly and widely known for its spectacular banquets. Just to be invited was the most wonderful thing in your life. Legolas was at the palace with his father greeting the guests as they arrived. Meanwhile Mirra was back at her fleet getting prepared. She made her way to the bathroom.
She let out a sigh of relief as she got into the bath. She almost gave in and stayed home from the banquet. Tonight's banquet was not on the top of her list. She did not wish to go. She did indeed love the banquets and all but the very elf that she had a burning hated for would be there. Nothing churned her stomach more than the very fact of being in the very presence of that creature.
She only knew this elf for a week or two and she already had an undying hatred for him. Who could blame me though he's gone to far. Nobody touches me EXCEPT Legolas! She thought to herself as she pictured herself giving Earemir what he deserved. The very thought brought a giggle.
She knew that before she could even so much as hit him Legolas would surly fly in and save the day. Not that she minded him being her knight in shining armor but she wanted Earemir to feel every bit of pain every bit or humility. She dreamed of the one day when her revenge would be so sweet. With that last thought she climbed out of the bath and got ready.
She pulled out her dark purple dress. It was a very rich purple that went perfectly with her mithril touch ups. The dress had a very beautiful and intricate belt made of mithril. It was a " V" shaped belt and with it being made of mithril all it took was a small amount of light to make it shimmer and glow.
The long sleeved dress came with matching mithril armbands that matched her belt. Mirra then pulled half her hair back into a beautiful intricate mithril headdress which came around to the front almost with a small appearance of a crown but all it was, was a band of plain silver with hand crafted artwork engraved in it.
The back of the headdress was interlaced with her braid. Once she was ready she quickly ran around the house for last minute cleaning then made her way to the palace. She took her time as she walked. She knew that she really shouldn't walk alone but what could happen. Earemir was no where in sight.
For all she knew he was already at the palace. Gawking and drooling all over the elven maidens. As she walked down the path the moon and stars served as a candle light as well as comfort. It must have seemed silly to talk to the sky but it always made Mirra feel at ease.
She always looked towards the stars and talked to her parents. When she was very very young her father used to tuck her in and always tell her "No matter what we will always be with you, and if anything ever happens just remember we'll always be watching over you." Her father said as he pointed to the stars.
She remembered him telling her like it happened only yesterday. So ever since her parents passed she talked to the stars whenever she needed to talk to them. She felt now she needed a word or two with them. So on her way to the palace she stopped in her secret spot.
"Mother. Father I would absolutely love to go to the banquet but he will be there and.:" She hesitated. "I'm frightened. He touches me and tells me how I should be with him. Oh mama I'm so frightened." A lonely tear fell down her cheek. "I know Legolas will be there but I can't have him watch me every two minutes. He should have fun and not have to worry bout me. And what's worse is every time Earemir and I meet I feel it gets worse. I'm so frightened I don't think I can survive a next time." She said as she bowed her head down while shaking her head as tears constantly flowed.
They burned her cheeks but she could not control them. "Should I tell him? Should I tell my love what Earemir is doing to me?" "But how will he believe me mama Earemir is a friend of the family there's no way he will believe me!" "Oh it is hopeless but I promise next time I will let Earemir know to never touch me again!" she said as she wiped her tears. "Whatever happens Mother, Father I love you." She said as she put a smile on straightened her self out and once again made her way to the palace.
A week had gone by so fast it was unbelievable. Everyday of the week Earemir had found some way to see Mirra. She felt like she was going to loose her mind. She was so sick of him that just thinking about him left a bad taste in her mouth. After each meeting it became worse.
She vowed to herself that next time she wouldn't hold back. She promised next time she would give him a lesson in how to treat a lady.
Tonight was the big banquet. Naturally it was to be spectacular with a lot of people. Mirkwood was greatly and widely known for its spectacular banquets. Just to be invited was the most wonderful thing in your life. Legolas was at the palace with his father greeting the guests as they arrived. Meanwhile Mirra was back at her fleet getting prepared. She made her way to the bathroom.
She let out a sigh of relief as she got into the bath. She almost gave in and stayed home from the banquet. Tonight's banquet was not on the top of her list. She did not wish to go. She did indeed love the banquets and all but the very elf that she had a burning hated for would be there. Nothing churned her stomach more than the very fact of being in the very presence of that creature.
She only knew this elf for a week or two and she already had an undying hatred for him. Who could blame me though he's gone to far. Nobody touches me EXCEPT Legolas! She thought to herself as she pictured herself giving Earemir what he deserved. The very thought brought a giggle.
She knew that before she could even so much as hit him Legolas would surly fly in and save the day. Not that she minded him being her knight in shining armor but she wanted Earemir to feel every bit of pain every bit or humility. She dreamed of the one day when her revenge would be so sweet. With that last thought she climbed out of the bath and got ready.
She pulled out her dark purple dress. It was a very rich purple that went perfectly with her mithril touch ups. The dress had a very beautiful and intricate belt made of mithril. It was a " V" shaped belt and with it being made of mithril all it took was a small amount of light to make it shimmer and glow.
The long sleeved dress came with matching mithril armbands that matched her belt. Mirra then pulled half her hair back into a beautiful intricate mithril headdress which came around to the front almost with a small appearance of a crown but all it was, was a band of plain silver with hand crafted artwork engraved in it.
The back of the headdress was interlaced with her braid. Once she was ready she quickly ran around the house for last minute cleaning then made her way to the palace. She took her time as she walked. She knew that she really shouldn't walk alone but what could happen. Earemir was no where in sight.
For all she knew he was already at the palace. Gawking and drooling all over the elven maidens. As she walked down the path the moon and stars served as a candle light as well as comfort. It must have seemed silly to talk to the sky but it always made Mirra feel at ease.
She always looked towards the stars and talked to her parents. When she was very very young her father used to tuck her in and always tell her "No matter what we will always be with you, and if anything ever happens just remember we'll always be watching over you." Her father said as he pointed to the stars.
She remembered him telling her like it happened only yesterday. So ever since her parents passed she talked to the stars whenever she needed to talk to them. She felt now she needed a word or two with them. So on her way to the palace she stopped in her secret spot.
"Mother. Father I would absolutely love to go to the banquet but he will be there and.:" She hesitated. "I'm frightened. He touches me and tells me how I should be with him. Oh mama I'm so frightened." A lonely tear fell down her cheek. "I know Legolas will be there but I can't have him watch me every two minutes. He should have fun and not have to worry bout me. And what's worse is every time Earemir and I meet I feel it gets worse. I'm so frightened I don't think I can survive a next time." She said as she bowed her head down while shaking her head as tears constantly flowed.
They burned her cheeks but she could not control them. "Should I tell him? Should I tell my love what Earemir is doing to me?" "But how will he believe me mama Earemir is a friend of the family there's no way he will believe me!" "Oh it is hopeless but I promise next time I will let Earemir know to never touch me again!" she said as she wiped her tears. "Whatever happens Mother, Father I love you." She said as she put a smile on straightened her self out and once again made her way to the palace.