(A/N: You recognize-ain't mine. You don't-is mine. choa!)
Note: At the moment and time of 2:08 am Dec. 29, 2004, my cat is currently trying to sneak onto my lap, again, sad, sad, soul.
Chapter 6: To Make Ready.
Nienne had just checked in with the healer and asked her how the human girl was doing and found that they had already given her a bath and were now trying to find a dress that would fit her for she was shorter and had a heavier build than a common elf, so they were having to search harder for a dress that would fit flatteringly.
(A/N. I'm not trying to be mean to Jess, but she is supposed to be portrayed in a way so the reader wont really like her and bond with her, she is the 'snotty evil bad guy' character, so hate away.)
She also had been told that the mortal had been quite a handful and had been trying to flirt with Throindel, the assistant to the healer that she had appointed to the girl. Throindel had asked to leave from being embarrassed by some of the 'heated' comments that he was told, Caleveil told her that she had laughed out loud by the Throindel's flustered appearance and had excused him to leave, much to the disappointment to the mortal, who had avidly let her know that she was displeased with the discussion.
Nienne smiled as she turned down the hallway that led to her room, that child is quite the tart; this feast will be very interesting if she keeps acting the way she has been, the King will not be impressed.
Nienne knocked on the door and entered before making her way to the closet when she remembered she hadn't got out an under garment or slippers to go with the gown.
Elena had just rung out her hair and got out of the bath when she heard a knock at the door. She wrapped a towel around herself and exited the bathroom.
She saw her mother stick her head out of the closet and smile at her cheerfully, so she returned the smile with her own amused one. Nienne quickly came fully out of the closet and handed her a pair of panties to wear, then went over to the dress and put the slippers she had been carrying down on the floor.
"How does it feel to be clean my dear?" she asked amusedly, her back still turned to offer her daughter privacy as she unwound the ribbon so Elena could put it on.
Elena had slipped into the garment her mother had given her and crossed her left arm over her chest as she walked up to the bed.
"Very nice, thank you."
Nienne smiled at her softly and lifted the dress. "Alright, lets see just how beautiful this dress will look on you." And she pulled the dress on the floor making it easier for her daughter to step into it.
Elena stepped into the dress and her mother lifted it into its standing position, Elena removed her arm and help hold the dress to her sides so her mother could lace it up and found that the edges of the back of the gown didn't reach each other and she frowned.
"It's to small, to bad it is a lovely dress." She began to remove it when she heard her laughter coming from her mother.
"Oh honey, it's not supposed to, just wait a moment and you'll see." She replied still quietly giggling to herself as she wove the gold ribbon into place.
Once done she led her daughter to the full length mirror and had her look over her shoulder to see the back of the dress. Elena looked into the mirror as her mother began to explain the dress.
First her mother put her fingers at the bottom of the lacing where it was only two inches apart. "The bodice of this dress is made to fit so that the back is revealed, the gap gets wider going up for an illusion of a smaller waist and a bigger bodice, it is quite flattering on you, it didn't look this good on me the one time I wore it for my skin is not as tanned as yours is. Now for your hair."
Nienne sat Elena down in front of the vanity and began to brush out her dark locks and braided the upper half in a intricate plait and left the rest to cascade down her back.
Next she opened a drawer on the left side of the vanity and pulled out a sharpened stick of charcoal and lightly outlined Elena's eyes along the lash line.
Nienne stepped back and admired her handy work, satisfied that she had done well she motioned for Elena to look into the mirror. Elena did so and was amazed at her refection she turned her head and looked at hair.
"Thank you….mother. It looks wonderful, thank you so much." She stood and embraced her Nienne tightly, trying to impression all the love and admiration she felt for the woman who she had just found out was her mother. She couldn't quite explain why she had bonded right away with Nienne, it was like she knew the lady was her mother before she had said anything, and she couldn't help but open up to the woman.
(A/N. I know kinda moving fast with the whole mother-daughter thing, but I have it like that elves have a bond with their children, so Nienne and Elena
"Your welcome my daughter." Nienne said while she hugged her daughter back just as tightly, she could feel love pouring out of her daughter as they embraced, it felt as if a dam had been opened and water had crushed into her.
They pulled back from one another and Elena looked at her mother's dress she was wearing, "Mother, what are you going to wear?"
"Oh your right, I've almost forgotten to change." Nienne walked over to the closet and began to search though the dresses before selecting a medium dark blue gown that was embroidered all over in a shiny silver thread making the gown shimmer slightly. "I think this one will do just fine, don't you?"
"Yes its lovely." Elena agreed and helped her mother into the dress before going back to the vanity. "I'm sorry mother, I'm afraid I can not braid as elaborately as you do." After saying that Elena bowed her head ashamed that she could not return the same favor of doing her hair.
Nienne stood from her seat turning to her daughter, she lifted Elena's chin forcing her to look her in the eyes before pulling the distressed child to her in an embrace. It broke her heart to see her daughter so saddened over such a small thing so she tried to bring her daughter's spirits up.
"Oh my child do not despair so easily, I have lived in Middle Earth for over four thousand years, and you honestly think I can not do my own hair." Once she was finished she began to laugh, reassuring her daughter that everything was alright.
Nienne pulled away from her and held her at arms length. "Come, if you will help me it will a lot easier." At Elena's nod Nienne sat down again and quickly brushed out her hair out before starting to twist articles of her locks and handing them to Elena to hold.
After she was done twisting all of her hair she began to instruct Elena on what to do.
"Alright, now just twist all of them together, yes just like that, and then wrap them into a bun, and then place this comb where the end is, yes just like that. See, you did great, its beautiful, remember my child, you have all eternity to learn how to braid and do everything else that you haven't."
Nienne stood and inspected her dress in the full length mirror before tilting her head to the side and turning to her daughter. "Something is missing….what is it? Oh, jewelry!"
She quickly opened the top right drawer and pulled out a wooden box and opening it, in doing so revealing several necklaces and other sorts of jewelry. She selected a diamond necklace that consisted of two inch diamond leave outlines that intertwined into one another, but in the center leave that set in between her collar bones was dark emeralds instead of diamonds.
"Its beautiful mother, thank you." Elena said admiring the jewels that matched the dress perfectly.
"They were given to me by the King, Legolas's father, three years ago with the dress you know wear for the return of his son after the war." She said while selecting another necklace for herself.
"Oh I can't wear these! They must be very important to you." Elena exclaimed. Going to unclasp the beautiful necklace.
"Nonsense my child." Nienne turned back to her child and stopped her from undoing the clasp. "They are meant to be worn as a pair, and they go beautifully with you eyes, it will honored the King and I both to see you wear them. The King is like a brother to me, he will be pleased to see you wear it."
Elena nodded he head, "Would you like me to clasp those for you?" she said motioning to the jewelry Nienne was holding.
"Yes please." After the jewelry was all in place Nienne made one more glance over both of them before offering her arm to her daughter, who gladly placed her arm in hers.
I believe I have found a word to some up everything I have ever thought of in the name of man kind!?
BOO! JUST KIND'IN DO YOU HONESTLY THINK I HAVE THAT MUCH BRAIN MATTER, THANKS YOUR SO KIND! WOW i'M REALLY TIRED GOOD NIGHT 'COUGH MORN'IN.