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Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters my good friend J.R.R Tolkien made up. I don't even own my characters, they are very stubborn, like to do they're own thing and pay zero attention to me.

Note: This chapter is from Aronyth's point of view

*************************The Lady of Rohan*************************

Chapter 7

Aronyth:

I burst into my chambers, slamming the doors behind me. I asked the servants when it became a custom to sit and goggle at the king when he was obviously in need of nourishment. They jumped a bit before running off to the kitchens. I had called my councilor, Friyan, at least 5 minutes ago and he still hadn't arrived. I was beginning to lose my temper. When he finally entered, I instructed him to have 5 seamstresses to go and measure the Princess Siraviel for a completely new attire of gowns and other necessities. I specifically informed him that a yellow one was to be done before 6 o'clock this evening for the ball.

"But sir, that is nearly impossible! A whole gown in 4 hours!"

"Then I suggest that you get more than 5 seamstresses. If the gown is not done someone's head will roll and I assure you Friyan, it shall not be me."

He bowed and left the room. The servants came with the food and I was just settling down when Arievyel came in. Her blond hair was done up and she was wearing quite a revealing gown.

"Good day you majesty. I came to inquire about what you were wearing to the ball. So that we may match." She giggled. I couldn't stand it when women giggled.

"And after I thought we could come back to your rooms and…" she giggled again, "get cozy. For there is no love like the love of a king."

I looped my hands around her waist and kissed her passionately feeling her her up and down. I let go abruptly and turned to face her.

"Arievyel, you shall not be attending the ball. You shall not be coming to my rooms afterward. You in fact are leaving the castle this very afternoon. You might want to see to your packing. Your carriage comes in 2 hours."

She stared dumbfounded for about 3 minutes till the nitwit could think of something to say.

"But, you majesty, I thought… I thought that, that…"

I sighed, "That what."

"That you loved me. She told me you did before, before…"

"Well that is very simple my dear. I lied. There was only one thing I wanted and once I achieved that, you lost your appeal. You are done with, used, tainted. I never loved you nor think that I did. 2 hours."

And with that I stormed out of the room to see the lovely Siraviel.