Arwen flew forward, sneezing. As soon as she was done, she burst into a fit of coughing. Then she sneezed again.
Sighing, a maid rose. Pulling a bottle of medicine out of her apron, she poured it into a spoon and uttered a single word. "Drink."
Arwen's eyes widened, and her lips parted, letting out an ear-splitting shriek. "*Do! Dooo! I dun wun enny bedicin! Dooo!!"
Rolling her eyes, the maid stuck her index finger and thumb into her mouth and issued a loud whistle.
A guard entered, pinned down Arwen, and shoved the potion down her throat.
"Thanks," muttered the maid.
"Don't mention it," He turned to leave, but paused, staring at the maid who was now pouring a glass of water for herself. "Seriously, don't ever mention it…I don't fancy remembering the headache she gave me when she screamed…"
Sniggering, the maid gulped down her water.
For such an idiot, Queen Arwen sure was a troublemaker.
A/N: Again, Very short, but I'm going to give this to you in short doses. Wouldn't want you to go crazy on me all at once, now would I? And for all you really confused people out there, I added a guide for Arwen's cold language!
*Translation: No! Nooo! I don't want any medicine! Nooo!"