I am in the process of changing this. So if you could hold your flames until the end of the editing, that would be appreciated.
The party was almost qualified as fun. If Father hadn't stopped it, we would have had a grand time destroying his palace. The only problem, well besides Father being there, was the fact that Murtaugh followed me everywhere. It got annoying really fast, and I nearly punched him once an hour. Though I probably should have, that would have shut down Daddy's Dating Service. I was very happy when the party ended. Vi and I left with the others, gratefully returning to our true home in Du Weldenvarden. But I was really excited to leave because I 'borrowed' something from Father's study.
My life was slow and dull from one day to another, I often sat around and did a pointless art craft. I really didn't see the need for a hobby like all the other elves. I was perfectly happy to travel and call that my hobby. Spring passed slowly and summer was dull and quiet in Farthen Dur. But I couldn't relax knowing that I had to visit Father again in the fall. The mere thought of that made me sick for hours.
In the fall my Father desperately tried to get me and Murtaugh together. He often dragged me from my chambers to have a private meal with Murtaugh. Usually those resulted in complete silence between the two of us. I silently counted down the days until I could go back to my true home in the forest.
Finally November came along, and we fled the palace (and Father's anger about his precious thing going missing). We enjoyed going through the country together, and just being free of any true responsibility. We already were dreading our next visit to Father, and wishing that we didn't have to ever go back to that place.