A/N: Yay for 3 whole reviews! -smiles-

Arwen POV

We sat to dinner, each of us waiting to put all formality aside. Finally, it commenced: stories, news, rumors, jokes. Some spoken in my language to annoy the dwarf, kind as he is, and others spoken with such seriousness that the subject was quickly changed.

It wasn't long before I felt yet another headache. As much as I wish to speak up, find some remedy for it, another part of me quells that, for fear of showing weakness. And as I take another sip of wine, a notion hits me. A stretch, perhaps, but enough of a comfort to assuage my thoughts for the night...