Chapter 3
The Cold Shoulder
A/N: Hey guys, sorry this took so long but I was really busy this week. Don't forget to read & review Dusk Before Dawn by Silindro. I promise you'll like it.
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
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Artanis woke as the golden rays of the sun washed over her bed. The elf rubbed her eyes and yawned sleepily as she rose. Artanis quickly changed into a pale green gown and discarded the rumpled white one, a reminder of last night's events, on her bed for the maids to collect.
Even though she was hungry, Artanis did not want to go to breakfast because Celeborn would most likely be there.
What was it about him that made her question her actions? Was it because she liked him? Artanis had not courted anyone in a few centuries, and had never fallen for anyone so quickly until she had met Celeborn.
I cannot allow myself to love him, she thought to herself as she dropped into a chair. Love would only get in the way of her ambitions. Artanis wanted to start her own elven colony. She wanted power and control. In a relationship power and control must be shared and Artanis could not, would not share these things.
Artanis had already lost control of her emotions last night; she could not allow that to happen anymore, which meant that she could not allow herself to love Celeborn.
Artanis stood, deciding that she would go to breakfast. If he was there she would simply ignore him. She the door behind her as she left her room. The cold shoulder never failed, and when it came from Artanis, suitors practically ran from her in fear.
Celeborn was about to get a blast of cold air.
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Celeborn was so happy that he was almost skipping down the hallways on his way to breakfast. The silver-haired lord greeted every elf that he passed warmly. Last night had been the best night of his life, Artanis had kissed him!
The birds were singing in the trees, the sun was shining, and he would almost certainly see the lovely Artanis at breakfast. The kiss she had given him last night had boosted his confidence enough that he had decided to formally ask her permission to court her after breakfast.
When Celeborn arrived at breakfast he was pleased to see that Artanis had saved a seat across from her for him. Walking over to the chair, he pulled it out and was about to seat himself when Artanis's head snapped up meeting his eyes with an icy glare.
"Would you please move?" "I have saved that seat for my brother, Finrod." Celeborn froze as Artanis looked back down and continued eating. When she did not look back up he walked over to Melian and seated himself beside her.
Melian had watched the interaction between the two elves, unbeknownst to them. She arched one delicate eyebrow as she watched Celeborn stab his meat so hard that beef juice flew onto the tablecloth. Melian turned her attention back to her breakfast. It was plain to her that Artanis was trying to discourage Celeborn's affections. She had known Celeborn long enough to know that he never gave up, ever. Apparently Artanis was not aware of this yet, she mused as she ate a Lembas wafer.
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Celeborn's day had just gone from excellent to downright awful. Stupid was one thing that he was not, and he knew that Artanis was deliberately ignoring him. Celeborn didn't know what had gone wrong, but he knew that it wouldn't stop him. If Artanis wanted to pretend that nothing had happened, then she could, but he wouldn't. Eventually she would realize that she couldn't ignore him for eternity.
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- - - ~ ~ ~ * ~ ~ ~ - - - O môr henion i dhu: Ely siriar, el síla Ai! Aníron Gil-galad - - - ~ ~ ~ * ~ ~ ~ - - -
The Cold Shoulder
A/N: Hey guys, sorry this took so long but I was really busy this week. Don't forget to read & review Dusk Before Dawn by Silindro. I promise you'll like it.
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
--~~*~~--
Artanis woke as the golden rays of the sun washed over her bed. The elf rubbed her eyes and yawned sleepily as she rose. Artanis quickly changed into a pale green gown and discarded the rumpled white one, a reminder of last night's events, on her bed for the maids to collect.
Even though she was hungry, Artanis did not want to go to breakfast because Celeborn would most likely be there.
What was it about him that made her question her actions? Was it because she liked him? Artanis had not courted anyone in a few centuries, and had never fallen for anyone so quickly until she had met Celeborn.
I cannot allow myself to love him, she thought to herself as she dropped into a chair. Love would only get in the way of her ambitions. Artanis wanted to start her own elven colony. She wanted power and control. In a relationship power and control must be shared and Artanis could not, would not share these things.
Artanis had already lost control of her emotions last night; she could not allow that to happen anymore, which meant that she could not allow herself to love Celeborn.
Artanis stood, deciding that she would go to breakfast. If he was there she would simply ignore him. She the door behind her as she left her room. The cold shoulder never failed, and when it came from Artanis, suitors practically ran from her in fear.
Celeborn was about to get a blast of cold air.
--~~*~~--
Celeborn was so happy that he was almost skipping down the hallways on his way to breakfast. The silver-haired lord greeted every elf that he passed warmly. Last night had been the best night of his life, Artanis had kissed him!
The birds were singing in the trees, the sun was shining, and he would almost certainly see the lovely Artanis at breakfast. The kiss she had given him last night had boosted his confidence enough that he had decided to formally ask her permission to court her after breakfast.
When Celeborn arrived at breakfast he was pleased to see that Artanis had saved a seat across from her for him. Walking over to the chair, he pulled it out and was about to seat himself when Artanis's head snapped up meeting his eyes with an icy glare.
"Would you please move?" "I have saved that seat for my brother, Finrod." Celeborn froze as Artanis looked back down and continued eating. When she did not look back up he walked over to Melian and seated himself beside her.
Melian had watched the interaction between the two elves, unbeknownst to them. She arched one delicate eyebrow as she watched Celeborn stab his meat so hard that beef juice flew onto the tablecloth. Melian turned her attention back to her breakfast. It was plain to her that Artanis was trying to discourage Celeborn's affections. She had known Celeborn long enough to know that he never gave up, ever. Apparently Artanis was not aware of this yet, she mused as she ate a Lembas wafer.
--~~*~~--
Celeborn's day had just gone from excellent to downright awful. Stupid was one thing that he was not, and he knew that Artanis was deliberately ignoring him. Celeborn didn't know what had gone wrong, but he knew that it wouldn't stop him. If Artanis wanted to pretend that nothing had happened, then she could, but he wouldn't. Eventually she would realize that she couldn't ignore him for eternity.
REVIEW R-E-V-I-E-W RRREEEVVVIIIEEEWWW PLEASE, POR FAVOR.
Nevdoiel
- - - ~ ~ ~ * ~ ~ ~ - - - O môr henion i dhu: Ely siriar, el síla Ai! Aníron Gil-galad - - - ~ ~ ~ * ~ ~ ~ - - -