Saurheledion knocked on the door to his mistresses chambers. Nilalqua.megilien opened the door as quietly as a feather floating on the air. A nervous smile lit upon her face and her high cheekbones naturally stained a blushing rose. Her gown white, perfectly white shot through with delicate leaf patterns in silver thread. The dress only enhanced her naturally rose-leaf complexion. On her golden head rested a golden circuit embedded with diamonds and opals. Her nervous smile froze when it was Saurheledion and not Legolas that appeared behind the door. "What?" she frowned in confusion her perfectly white and straight teeth showing slightly underneath her red lips. "Saurheledion . . . what's this? I thought . . ." "My lady the prince . . . he can not come to the ball," Saurheledion felt miserable at the look of a wilting flower that she gave off in her sadness, "my lady, please may I escort you to the ball?" he practically begged. Nilalpua.megilien gave her manservant a sad, sweet smile, "no, I shall go alone, proud and alone." Saurheledion felt tears threaten at the sight of his beautiful mistress holding her head high in her sorrow and going down the stairs unescorted.
She had been watching him for quite awhile, and now she made her move. Firreiel the elf moved towards the elf that had caught her attention this night. As the black-haired she-elf approached she could hear him in a friendly argument with one of the other elves in the room. "Frennel I know your opinion but you must admit that a great deal of humans can not be trusted." Firreiel noticed Frennel backing down and so she put on her sweetest smile as she spoke, "but surely my lord Lossencristen recalls how brave and trustworthy the mortals proved themselves to be at the fields of Cormallen?" Lossen turned towards this new speaker with a challenging smile on his face, "I have not forgotten my lady Firreiel but one must take into account that they were under the leadership of Aaragorn, who himself is not fully mortal." "And yet," Firreiel continued her dark eyes sparkling at the argument, "they held the white city strong and true long before he came to reclaim the throne." "Yet they would have fallen easily under Sauron had the king not come," Lossen countered, he was really beginning to get into this argument. "That my lord," she said with a grin, "is in the eye of the beholder." Lossen laughed, "Indeed it is lady Firreiel! Yet I still believe that most mortals can not be trusted." Firreiel smiled in triumph, "and yet you seem to trust a certain mortal with your closest friend easily enough . . ." Lossen smiled, "but she is a special one that one." Firreiel laughed as she took a drink of the elvish wine that was made readily available, "yes a special one that if I correctly recall almost killed our prince the first time she took up a bow." Lossen smiled and took her drink from her, "I have heard that under Legolas's supervision she has greatly improved." "And the girl gave you a black eye?" Lossen stiffened until he realized that she was teasing him, "Aye, she did perhaps I could talk her into giving you a few pointers?" He winked at her as Firreiel found herself on the teased end, in response she brushed past him to her seat stepping on both of his feet on the way. Smiling Lossen silently followed her. The two talked for sometime together and Lossen had such fun arguing with her that he gave up his seat of higher rank to sit beside her and continue their argument as the feast began.
Nilalqua.megilien entered the banquet hall fully expecting everyone to fall silent at her arrival. She was not disappointed. For many present this was the first time they beheld the lady of whom many had spoken and in whose honor this feast was being held. As soon as she took her seat at the right hand of king Thranduil elves began to vie for her attention. The younger and more foolish elves found themselves performing ridiculous acts just to catch a glance from her. Nilalqua.megilien laughed and smiled and kept them all wanting to please her more. Even Thranduil found himself affected by her, for he did not mind as he normally did to dance with the guest of honor, and in a most dignified fashion asked her for the first dance. Saurheledion watched from the galley way above the hall as the king led his mistress out for the first dance. The pair waltzed about the room together. Thranduil was known as one of the most gifted dancers yet beside Nilalqua.megilien he looked as clumsy as a bear dancing with a bubble. She was as light on her feet as a snowflake and she moved through the complicated steps with ease. As the music swelled the king twirled the noble she-elf. Nilalqua.megilien twirled away from the king and twirled so fast that even the elves had a hard time following her twirls as she twirled back to the king. The music ended just as the Thranduil caught her and bowed to her. The two made their way back but before the lady could make it to her seat she was cajoled into dancing with another elf. By the time that Nilalqua.megilien had finished her dancing there were only two elves that had not approached her to ask for a dance. The first she did not care about. That silly Lossencristen had far too much interest in simply sitting and arguing with that other she-elf to even look up to notice she was gracing the room with her presence. But the other elf did concern her greatly. Legolas had not set a single foot into that room all night. What caused him to be called away from her side so suddenly?
The great lady stole quietly out of the room to look up at the night sky. She slowly wandered through the garden and sat down quietly upon a marble bench in an alcove. The honeysuckle that clung to the bushes around her gave off a sweet scent into the crisp night air and Nila closed her eyes enjoying the moment of piece. A shriek startled Nilalqua.megilien from her ponderings. She tensed up ready for whatever sounded to attack her. Instead of an assassin, a girl ran past her alcove where she sat, laughing. Nilalqua.megilien relaxed smiling at the idea of the woman obviously happy in life. The she-elf smiled even more when she heard something heavy drop somewhere ahead of where the girl ran, another shriek as the girl was captured and a laugh as she happily surrendered. Then Nilalqua.megilien's eyes widened as she heard Legolas's laugh coming from the same direction. Quickly she rose and turned towards the embracing pair. The female had her arms around his neck and was being very thoroughly kissed. She was oblivious to the world around her. Legolas pulled back for a moment to smile in her eyes but then caught sight of Nilalqua.megilien and tensed, "my lady Nila." Nilalqua.megilien opened and closed her mouth a few times unsure of what she was seeing, finally with tears in her eyes she whispered, "Legolas?" The girl Legolas was embracing slowly turned around and smiled at her, "my lady Nilalqua.megilien."