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Recap: "Don't forget to bring me flowers," he whispers in your ear.
~*~
You sit in silence until the dinner ends, pondering on what you would do tonight. Would you walk in and start to talk, or would you stay silent until he starts a conversation. Or would you run over, drop the flowers and kiss him there and then? The music starts, and you escort the Lady to her chair at the other side of the hall. You can't believe it when he sits next to you-again.
"Would you care to dance?" he asks. You turn the Arwen, but she is already on the dance floor with the man you assumed was her lord. You turn back to the prince and nod slightly. He grins a very cheeky grin and takes your hand gently, leading you onto the dance floor. His hands are soft, flawless, and his long fingers clasp around yours as you start to dance to the elegant music.
The night carries on, and you find yourself getting more and more uncomfortable in your dress, as it is rather tight, and the corset doesn't help. After 2 hours or so of dancing, the beer was brought out and the elves were getting merry, dancing old jigs and laughing. You sat down with the prince as you where both tired out from doing the jig.
"Phew, I'm going to sleep tonight," you exclaim, laughing and turning to the prince. He looks straight into your eyes and leans forward, kissing your cheek with his perfect lips. That shudder runs up and down your spine again and you pull him back for a passionate kiss. When you separate, he breathes a sweet sigh. He smiles he cheeky smile and says,
"I'm not sure about that," and before you know it, he has disappeared into the crowd.
You search the hall, looking for him, before something touches your arm. You turn to see the Lady Arwen and she speaks, "*Your name*, I'm afraid the night is late and I still have things to do. Will you mind very much if we retire?"
"Of course not, milady, I will escort you back to your room," Taking one last glance back at the hall, you take Arwen's arm and lead her towards the corridor of chambers. You wish you could have stayed at the festivities, but being a lady in waiting is your job, and so you had to leave. Arwen reaches her room, and she thanks you before you hand her over to her maid. Your job for the night was finished.
Or so you thought...
~*~
Right, please review if you want me to continue, as I need some inspiration for the next scene if you know what I mean... Nikee the Lady of the Wood Xxxxxxxxxxxxx Here are the thank-you things.
Lady Vendea: hopefully this wasn't too long!
Seansbeanie: Why thank you, lets hope it carries on this way!
Moxie: Wow, what a great review! Thanks.
Serene Ice Mage: Yea, I love him too! I know, flowers, very romantic...
Helen: I know. The kinkiest elf ever! Thanks
Princessaudra: Still sitting?
Crystalmoonprincess: I hope you haven't burst yet. More to come!
Anonymous: Thanks, great encouragement, teehee!
Shadow fox2: Here you go!
Recap: "Don't forget to bring me flowers," he whispers in your ear.
~*~
You sit in silence until the dinner ends, pondering on what you would do tonight. Would you walk in and start to talk, or would you stay silent until he starts a conversation. Or would you run over, drop the flowers and kiss him there and then? The music starts, and you escort the Lady to her chair at the other side of the hall. You can't believe it when he sits next to you-again.
"Would you care to dance?" he asks. You turn the Arwen, but she is already on the dance floor with the man you assumed was her lord. You turn back to the prince and nod slightly. He grins a very cheeky grin and takes your hand gently, leading you onto the dance floor. His hands are soft, flawless, and his long fingers clasp around yours as you start to dance to the elegant music.
The night carries on, and you find yourself getting more and more uncomfortable in your dress, as it is rather tight, and the corset doesn't help. After 2 hours or so of dancing, the beer was brought out and the elves were getting merry, dancing old jigs and laughing. You sat down with the prince as you where both tired out from doing the jig.
"Phew, I'm going to sleep tonight," you exclaim, laughing and turning to the prince. He looks straight into your eyes and leans forward, kissing your cheek with his perfect lips. That shudder runs up and down your spine again and you pull him back for a passionate kiss. When you separate, he breathes a sweet sigh. He smiles he cheeky smile and says,
"I'm not sure about that," and before you know it, he has disappeared into the crowd.
You search the hall, looking for him, before something touches your arm. You turn to see the Lady Arwen and she speaks, "*Your name*, I'm afraid the night is late and I still have things to do. Will you mind very much if we retire?"
"Of course not, milady, I will escort you back to your room," Taking one last glance back at the hall, you take Arwen's arm and lead her towards the corridor of chambers. You wish you could have stayed at the festivities, but being a lady in waiting is your job, and so you had to leave. Arwen reaches her room, and she thanks you before you hand her over to her maid. Your job for the night was finished.
Or so you thought...
~*~
Right, please review if you want me to continue, as I need some inspiration for the next scene if you know what I mean... Nikee the Lady of the Wood Xxxxxxxxxxxxx Here are the thank-you things.
Lady Vendea: hopefully this wasn't too long!
Seansbeanie: Why thank you, lets hope it carries on this way!
Moxie: Wow, what a great review! Thanks.
Serene Ice Mage: Yea, I love him too! I know, flowers, very romantic...
Helen: I know. The kinkiest elf ever! Thanks
Princessaudra: Still sitting?
Crystalmoonprincess: I hope you haven't burst yet. More to come!
Anonymous: Thanks, great encouragement, teehee!
Shadow fox2: Here you go!