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XXXXChapter 10: My beautiful room
We all ate lunch together after leaving the practice field. That is Sam, Frodo, Merry, Pippin, and I. Deor already was by me to begin with.
"That was quite filling, wasn't it?" I say to the hobbits as we walk outside the dinning hall, "I think I am going to take a nap for awhile."
"Ok Vaitya. We'll see you later," they called.
I entered my room, letting a sign of pleasure escape from my mouth. I fell in love with this room the first time I saw it. The enormous bed was in the center of it, making it the spotlight of the chamber. The bed was made with goose down and satin silk, with colors of robins egg blue and cream making you want to sink into the covers, which you do. The ceiling was slopped into pillars on each of the four sides of the room. A chest stood against the wall containing my clothes just as the bedside tables did. Each piece of furniture, including the walls and canopy were inscribed with intricate designs. Right across from the door was a balcony overlooking the waterfall that could be heard at all times.
I sunk into my bed not even bothering to change clothes. 2 hours had not gone past when my slumber was interrupted by a loud knocking on my door. I opened the door to see Arwen standing with her hand raised.
"I did not think you heard me," she said with a smile, "May I come in?"
I gestured into the room.
"I thought you would like some new dresses, as yours are all getting ruined," she held them up for me to see.
There were all shades of colors including white. I smiled letting her know I appreciate it. Truth be told mine were getting pretty crummy.
"A feast is to be given tonight in the fellowship's name. I was thinking you would want to wear this," she held up a stunning cobalt blue with silver trim, "Go try it on. If we need to make adjustments before tonight we need to know."
The sleeves were long and flowing with ties at the upper arms. It had a curved neck with low shoulders. When I came out wearing it I felt like a queen. I couldn't help but beam when I came out of the washroom.
"You look marvelous!" she laughed when she say my grin, "Happy are you?" I nod, "Well good. The males of the room won't be able to take their eyes off you. Especially a certain elf."
"What elf?" I mouth to her. I was truly confused.
"Why Legolas, of course. I have seen you two together," she said.
Her eyes grow wide in surprise when I shake my head in denial.
"He asked me about you. I saw you together in the courtyard and at dinner."
"I was merely passing him the butter," I reply.
"And in the courtyard?"
"He has done nothing but irritate me sense he got here. Why would you even think I would even talk to the guy! All he does is stare at me anyway," I was starting to get defensive.
"Really? That's interesting," she said under her breath.
"What's interesting?" now I was suspicious.
"Oh, nothing. He just has never acted this way around a female before," Arwen said with a small smile on her face.
"What way?"
"Oh, you know. Staring at you when you're not looking, asking after you, being nervous around you. All the signs are fairly obvious."
"What signs? What's so obvious?"
"You mean, oh, well, uh forget I said anything. Legolas would have my head if he heard me talking about this subject with you," she moved towards the door.
"Wait! What are you talking about!" I grab her arm, preventing her from leaving.
"Never mind, Milady. I will send someone before dinner to do your hair," she turned and left without another word.
Agh! No one tells me any thing! Would someone please tell me what is going on!
A FEW SECONDS AFTER LEAVING THE ROOM
Arwen was humming to herself happily as she exited the room, making her way to the gardens. Suddenly Aragorn who was hidden behind a pillar intercepted her.
"Arwen," he said.
"It's done. Now its you turn. She looked fairly shocked when I mention anything about him." They turned to walk side-by-side, "I trust this will work."
"It will work. Maybe then they will stop dancing around each other and actually do something about their attraction. You know how stubborn Legolas can be and she's not much better. It will also be amusing to witness it too."
"They won't know what hit them," Arwen's light laughter rang out through the corridor.
