Sorry I haven't updated. School has been busy, actually I just have not
thought about it, sorry. Well review and happy readings!
That night Lilly was treated to a bubble bath, and had her own personal maid come to help her prepare for tonight. "Would you like the pale blue or the light violet ones dear?" This was Amrin, which meant love in the common tongue. And love she had plenty of. She was a kind-hearted; soft faced woman. About in her fifties, give or take a few years. She was a lean tall, shapely woman with freckles dotting her face. Her hair was, at the moment pulled back into a braided bun at the back of her head. But you could still tell her hair color; it was a dusty brown with streaks of dark brown. And even though she was getting on in her years her hands were steady and sure. Actually her hands moved with the absolute delicacy while she was preparing Lilly's hair. She had deep violet eyes, and at that moment those violet eyes were turned towards her. "Dear. dear, would you like the pale blue or the light violet ones dear?" "O, I am sorry, the light violet ones please." Lilly sat as still as a statue while Amrin did her hair. She brushed it out and let it hang down by her waist. Then she braided it down her back and stuck little flowers of light violet in her hair. After finishing her hair Amrin helped Lilly pick out a dress to match her hair. "This one matches your eyes. But this one would look beautiful on you too." Eventually she chose a light violet one with the trimming the color of baby blue, with the collar rising slightly in the back. She wore sandals of some soft material, and an anklet with tiny diamonds encrusted in it. Amrin stepped back to admire her handy work. "You look beautiful my dear. Simply beautiful."
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As Lilly descended down the staircase many heads turned in her direction. She found herself wanting to turn around and run but it took all her will power to force herself to stay. Instead she replaced her scared face with one of her dazzling smiles. After a few more seconds everyone lost interest and turned back to their talk. With relief Lilly quickened her steps. There waiting at the bottom of the stairs was Révin. His garments were a deep red; the trimming was a crimson rose with little diamonds encrusted into the cuffs. His collar rose slightly in the back, and he wore his hair braided at the sides; pinned how many of the elven men wore their hair. His shoes were made of soft leather that turned up at the tops.
Lilly's gaze traveled to his face. It was so warm and inviting. His face was that of a child's. One that would fall but always gets up again. He must have been about 3,000 years old, at the least. He had obviously been through countless battles. He had a small scar on his left cheek near his eye; it was small but he wore it like a badge of honor. The diamonds from his cuffs caught the light from the lamps and lit up his eyes, which Lilly saw were a light sparkling violet. "Lady Lillyana." Révin said bowing to her. She returned the gesture with a small nod of the head. "Shall we?" he said holding his arm up for Lilly to take. Nervously Lilly took it and managed to get a little smile upon her face before she dropped it. "My lady are you nervous?" he asked with a smile playing around the corners of his mouth. "A little, yes. I have been to many banquets but never one where I was the guest of honor or where I knew no one." "Do not fret for there was a time where I would be scared to death of things like this but after living in the palace as long as I have you get used to it. Have no fear I will stay by you, if you wish." "That would be much appreciated. That is of course if you do not mind giving your time to do so." "To tell you the truth I would rather, it does get a tad boring when all anyone does is talk about war, riches, and how much land they have." At this Lilly laughed. It was like music to his ears, a melody that he would never grow tired of. Révin stopped to look at her. She was beautiful, he had not noticed this before, (although when they met she looked like a rag doll). But no she was a shimmering diamond. "Révin?" came Lilly voice. "What are you staring at?" "I am sorry I just.. I did not know I could be so funny." Lilly chuckled. "Well now you do."
That night Lilly was treated to a bubble bath, and had her own personal maid come to help her prepare for tonight. "Would you like the pale blue or the light violet ones dear?" This was Amrin, which meant love in the common tongue. And love she had plenty of. She was a kind-hearted; soft faced woman. About in her fifties, give or take a few years. She was a lean tall, shapely woman with freckles dotting her face. Her hair was, at the moment pulled back into a braided bun at the back of her head. But you could still tell her hair color; it was a dusty brown with streaks of dark brown. And even though she was getting on in her years her hands were steady and sure. Actually her hands moved with the absolute delicacy while she was preparing Lilly's hair. She had deep violet eyes, and at that moment those violet eyes were turned towards her. "Dear. dear, would you like the pale blue or the light violet ones dear?" "O, I am sorry, the light violet ones please." Lilly sat as still as a statue while Amrin did her hair. She brushed it out and let it hang down by her waist. Then she braided it down her back and stuck little flowers of light violet in her hair. After finishing her hair Amrin helped Lilly pick out a dress to match her hair. "This one matches your eyes. But this one would look beautiful on you too." Eventually she chose a light violet one with the trimming the color of baby blue, with the collar rising slightly in the back. She wore sandals of some soft material, and an anklet with tiny diamonds encrusted in it. Amrin stepped back to admire her handy work. "You look beautiful my dear. Simply beautiful."
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As Lilly descended down the staircase many heads turned in her direction. She found herself wanting to turn around and run but it took all her will power to force herself to stay. Instead she replaced her scared face with one of her dazzling smiles. After a few more seconds everyone lost interest and turned back to their talk. With relief Lilly quickened her steps. There waiting at the bottom of the stairs was Révin. His garments were a deep red; the trimming was a crimson rose with little diamonds encrusted into the cuffs. His collar rose slightly in the back, and he wore his hair braided at the sides; pinned how many of the elven men wore their hair. His shoes were made of soft leather that turned up at the tops.
Lilly's gaze traveled to his face. It was so warm and inviting. His face was that of a child's. One that would fall but always gets up again. He must have been about 3,000 years old, at the least. He had obviously been through countless battles. He had a small scar on his left cheek near his eye; it was small but he wore it like a badge of honor. The diamonds from his cuffs caught the light from the lamps and lit up his eyes, which Lilly saw were a light sparkling violet. "Lady Lillyana." Révin said bowing to her. She returned the gesture with a small nod of the head. "Shall we?" he said holding his arm up for Lilly to take. Nervously Lilly took it and managed to get a little smile upon her face before she dropped it. "My lady are you nervous?" he asked with a smile playing around the corners of his mouth. "A little, yes. I have been to many banquets but never one where I was the guest of honor or where I knew no one." "Do not fret for there was a time where I would be scared to death of things like this but after living in the palace as long as I have you get used to it. Have no fear I will stay by you, if you wish." "That would be much appreciated. That is of course if you do not mind giving your time to do so." "To tell you the truth I would rather, it does get a tad boring when all anyone does is talk about war, riches, and how much land they have." At this Lilly laughed. It was like music to his ears, a melody that he would never grow tired of. Révin stopped to look at her. She was beautiful, he had not noticed this before, (although when they met she looked like a rag doll). But no she was a shimmering diamond. "Révin?" came Lilly voice. "What are you staring at?" "I am sorry I just.. I did not know I could be so funny." Lilly chuckled. "Well now you do."
