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Vanim Ar' Tel'Uuvanimo
(Beauty and the Beast)
Ch. 5 Tura Ar' Mool (Master and Servant)
Dinner was over, and people were starting to gather from the dining room to the Hall of Fire. Each time the number of listeners grew. The kwentra smiled as she sat down, the pillows already arranged to her liking. She cleared her voice, and the hall fell silent once more.
Vanim set the table, and knocked on the door of the Lord's study. A muffled "Come" could be heard from the inside, so she opened the door.
Standing by the door, Vanim lowered her head reverently. "Dinner is ready Milord."
Lord Feuayer nodded, and stood up. Vanim stepped out of the way, her eyes set still at the floor. Once he passed by her, she followed him, closing the door behind her. He sat down at the dining table, and Vanim proceeded to serve him.
Once she was done, she stayed beside him waiting for her to be dismissed. What happened next surprised her. "Aren't you going to sit down Vanim?"
Vanim just looked blankly in shock. "Pardon me, Milord. Did you just asked me to sit at the table with you?"
She could hear a chuckle escape him. "Of course. As you might have noticed, I don't have anyone else to keep me company. Besides, there is no time like the present to get to know each other."
Vanim nervously went looking for a second setting and put it on the table, next to him. She then proceeded to serve herself. She noticed that he wore the cloak and gloves even to dinner. She wondered what kind of deformity could be so great that he wouldn't let himself be seen even in his private quarters.
"So Vanim, tell me more about you. I was surprised at Lord Elrond's choice of a maiden as my assistant. You see; my last assistants were male."
Vanim could feel her face burning at her master's statement. "I... I was surprised as well, Milord. But if Lord Elrond thinks I will be the best qualified for the job, I will obey his orders."
She could see by the corner of her eye the hood turn into her direction, and tilt to the side. She could have sworn her master's voice turned deeper when he spoke next. "And you, will you obey my orders, Vanim?"
Vanim looked quickly at him, fearing she had somehow made a blunder. "Of course Milord! You are my master now, I will obey."
She could not see his face, but could feel his gaze upon her. She thought she could not take the silent scrutiny much longer, when he spoke. "Let's see how well you obey my orders, Vanim. I order you to forget this evening that you serve under me, and to think of yourself as my guest. Can you do that?"
A smile unfolded through her lips. "I-I think I can do that, milord."
The rest of the meal went smoothly, the conversation turning to different topics, as Lord Feuayer was interested in news of the outside walls of the stone fortress. He was clearly surprised of this maiden, who seemed to have more knowledge than someone of her station.
The meal had been consumed, and they were finishing dessert, when Vanim remembered the paintings in the library. "Milord, I hope you don't mind me asking, but the paintings that are abandoned in the library?"
"What about them?"
"Are you going to do anything with them? If not, I would like to ask to take some of them for my chambers."
"Take all the paintings you want Vanim. They had been collecting dust for a long time, so is better that they get put for good use. It has been a long, tiresome journey for you, so you may retire early tonight. I will retire to my chambers as well. Goodnight."
Lord Feuayer stood and left the dining room. Before he left Vanim spoke.
"Thank you, milord and goodnight"
Vanim took all the plates and food left putting them back into the cart, taking them into the kitchens. She greeted others she knew along her way, pausing as she saw Nilad in the kitchens.
Nilad smiled at her in greeting. "Well, my dear, how did it go?"
Vanim smiled back. "He is very interesting. He even asked me to share the meal with him."
Nilad just arched an eyebrow. "He did now?"
She looked upon the other elf. "Did I do something wrong?"
He just smiled. "No, my dear maiden. I am just surprised, that's all. Now, leave this here and go back to your duties."
Vanim opened her mouth to say that she had the night off, but then thought it better and closed it again. She smiled at Nilad. "I will see you tomorrow then."
Nilad's gaze followed Vanim as she exited the kitchens. "He actually behaved like an elf, interesting. Let's see how long will that last." Nilad shook his head and continued his duties.
Vanim opened the doors to the library quietly. She knew her master had retired for the night, and she did not want to disturb him. Going to the corner where the paintings were piled up, she picked up two landscapes that she liked.
She was about to turn to leave when she remembered the other painting. She took the small painting of Lord Fedriel with the other ones and left the library to her chambers.
She spent the rest of the time dusting Lord Fedriel's painting, until it looked like it was never left in a corner. She put the painting lovingly in a table next to her bed.
She decided that going to bed early was a good idea, so she changed into a nightdress. Looking once more at the picture, she sighed wistfully as she blew out the candle. As she closed her eyes she said to the dark "Good night, my love."
She was walking along the gardens, the smell of flowers in bloom everywhere. Closing her eyes, she inhaled the wonderful scent, making her smile. Rivendell was always beautiful, but more so a this time of the year.
She kept walking throughout the gardens; not noticing someone else was there as well. "Vanim? How did you get here? How did you find me?"
Vanim wasn't expecting anyone to be in this part of the gardens, so she looked to the one who had addressed her. Her eyes went wide with shock, tears forming in them. "Fedriel!"
The kwentra silenced once more, as she knew her audience needed time to stretch their limbs. The music, song and dance started immediately after that.
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I hope you will like and I'm starting to mess with elven language, so if I messed up any words/phrases, please let me know. Please review and let me know if I should continue this or not.
Also, please note that English is not my first language, so if I messed up in any way, let me know and I will fix it.
Disclaimer: Anything that you recognize from Lord of the Rings belongs to Tolkien. If you don't is mine.
(Beauty and the Beast)
Ch. 5 Tura Ar' Mool (Master and Servant)
Dinner was over, and people were starting to gather from the dining room to the Hall of Fire. Each time the number of listeners grew. The kwentra smiled as she sat down, the pillows already arranged to her liking. She cleared her voice, and the hall fell silent once more.
Vanim set the table, and knocked on the door of the Lord's study. A muffled "Come" could be heard from the inside, so she opened the door.
Standing by the door, Vanim lowered her head reverently. "Dinner is ready Milord."
Lord Feuayer nodded, and stood up. Vanim stepped out of the way, her eyes set still at the floor. Once he passed by her, she followed him, closing the door behind her. He sat down at the dining table, and Vanim proceeded to serve him.
Once she was done, she stayed beside him waiting for her to be dismissed. What happened next surprised her. "Aren't you going to sit down Vanim?"
Vanim just looked blankly in shock. "Pardon me, Milord. Did you just asked me to sit at the table with you?"
She could hear a chuckle escape him. "Of course. As you might have noticed, I don't have anyone else to keep me company. Besides, there is no time like the present to get to know each other."
Vanim nervously went looking for a second setting and put it on the table, next to him. She then proceeded to serve herself. She noticed that he wore the cloak and gloves even to dinner. She wondered what kind of deformity could be so great that he wouldn't let himself be seen even in his private quarters.
"So Vanim, tell me more about you. I was surprised at Lord Elrond's choice of a maiden as my assistant. You see; my last assistants were male."
Vanim could feel her face burning at her master's statement. "I... I was surprised as well, Milord. But if Lord Elrond thinks I will be the best qualified for the job, I will obey his orders."
She could see by the corner of her eye the hood turn into her direction, and tilt to the side. She could have sworn her master's voice turned deeper when he spoke next. "And you, will you obey my orders, Vanim?"
Vanim looked quickly at him, fearing she had somehow made a blunder. "Of course Milord! You are my master now, I will obey."
She could not see his face, but could feel his gaze upon her. She thought she could not take the silent scrutiny much longer, when he spoke. "Let's see how well you obey my orders, Vanim. I order you to forget this evening that you serve under me, and to think of yourself as my guest. Can you do that?"
A smile unfolded through her lips. "I-I think I can do that, milord."
The rest of the meal went smoothly, the conversation turning to different topics, as Lord Feuayer was interested in news of the outside walls of the stone fortress. He was clearly surprised of this maiden, who seemed to have more knowledge than someone of her station.
The meal had been consumed, and they were finishing dessert, when Vanim remembered the paintings in the library. "Milord, I hope you don't mind me asking, but the paintings that are abandoned in the library?"
"What about them?"
"Are you going to do anything with them? If not, I would like to ask to take some of them for my chambers."
"Take all the paintings you want Vanim. They had been collecting dust for a long time, so is better that they get put for good use. It has been a long, tiresome journey for you, so you may retire early tonight. I will retire to my chambers as well. Goodnight."
Lord Feuayer stood and left the dining room. Before he left Vanim spoke.
"Thank you, milord and goodnight"
Vanim took all the plates and food left putting them back into the cart, taking them into the kitchens. She greeted others she knew along her way, pausing as she saw Nilad in the kitchens.
Nilad smiled at her in greeting. "Well, my dear, how did it go?"
Vanim smiled back. "He is very interesting. He even asked me to share the meal with him."
Nilad just arched an eyebrow. "He did now?"
She looked upon the other elf. "Did I do something wrong?"
He just smiled. "No, my dear maiden. I am just surprised, that's all. Now, leave this here and go back to your duties."
Vanim opened her mouth to say that she had the night off, but then thought it better and closed it again. She smiled at Nilad. "I will see you tomorrow then."
Nilad's gaze followed Vanim as she exited the kitchens. "He actually behaved like an elf, interesting. Let's see how long will that last." Nilad shook his head and continued his duties.
Vanim opened the doors to the library quietly. She knew her master had retired for the night, and she did not want to disturb him. Going to the corner where the paintings were piled up, she picked up two landscapes that she liked.
She was about to turn to leave when she remembered the other painting. She took the small painting of Lord Fedriel with the other ones and left the library to her chambers.
She spent the rest of the time dusting Lord Fedriel's painting, until it looked like it was never left in a corner. She put the painting lovingly in a table next to her bed.
She decided that going to bed early was a good idea, so she changed into a nightdress. Looking once more at the picture, she sighed wistfully as she blew out the candle. As she closed her eyes she said to the dark "Good night, my love."
She was walking along the gardens, the smell of flowers in bloom everywhere. Closing her eyes, she inhaled the wonderful scent, making her smile. Rivendell was always beautiful, but more so a this time of the year.
She kept walking throughout the gardens; not noticing someone else was there as well. "Vanim? How did you get here? How did you find me?"
Vanim wasn't expecting anyone to be in this part of the gardens, so she looked to the one who had addressed her. Her eyes went wide with shock, tears forming in them. "Fedriel!"
The kwentra silenced once more, as she knew her audience needed time to stretch their limbs. The music, song and dance started immediately after that.
A/N: Well? What you think? Your reviews is what keeps me going, so I would love to hear from you letting me know if you liked this or if it sucked big time, so