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Subject: A nice night...


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Laeriel
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Date Posted: 19:58:39 05/26/02 Sun

Laeriel felt Rhylin pry her arms off his neck. She looked at him, puzzled. His smile was cold and restrained, as if a sudden coldness swept over him and was pushing her away.

"Your highness, it is good to see you well. All Carenina will rejoice that you have reached your journey's end successfully," He said, the same restraint in his voice that had shown in his smile. She knew he was happier than this to see her. If it were but 20 years ago he would picked her up and spun her around in the air, or whispered in her ear how happy he was that they were together again. Inwardly, she cursed herself, for everything. It was perfect before, when he wasn't in love with her. This somehow must be her fault, it had to be. She looked into his eyes, trying to understand what he was trying to say.

"A beautiful night."

A beautiful night? That what all he had to say. Her best friend other than her sister or brothers, and that's all felt after being reunited, after they had been appart for over a month.

A beautiful night, like hell it was.

Anger swept up inside her, anger at herself and everyone else. She hated her mother for being so beautiful, she hated herself for looking like her mother, she hated Rhylin for loving her. She wished she was an old ugly, mean hag, perhaps then she could have a friend who'd never fall in love with her. Love complicates everything, she said to herself, I shall never fall in love. A taunting inner voice rose up inside her, it seemed to mock her pain,but you already have, it said. No, she said again to herself, love wouldn't hurt me like this. He pulled his gaze away from hers, and her heart broke into a million pieces.

"I trust princess, that you have talked to his majesty, king Elessar about the mission that brought you here."

"No," she replied, swallowing hard and trying desprately to hide her pain, "The king has been very busy, I have not had a chance to speak with him. I was hoping that he would find the matter more pressing with all of us here now," she finished. She continued to look straight at him, trying to will his eyes to turn back towards her's, "Have my brothers accompanied you here?" She asked. He opened his mouth to answer her when she saw Derrion, standing in the distance. She smiled broadly, the sorrow in her heart momentarilly disapearing.

"Hello, there!" He said, trotting up to them, "We've been looking all over for you, it's easy to get lost in a place like this. Looks like you beat us here, Rhylin," he said to the faery, he looked at him harder. Neither him nor Laeriel seemed very happy at the momment, Rhylin's gaze distant and cold and Laeriel's shallow smile. Laeriel walked up to her brother and embraced him tightly.

"Where is Arracus?" She asked.

"A bit behind," Derrion said, looking at his sister, then he looked towards Sahrien, "Why Sahrien! I didn't see you standing there," he said.

"I've always thought you quite blind," she said, laughing as she ran towards Derrion. Laeriel stepped back as Sahrien hugged their brother. Just then, she saw Arracus emerge from behind the stable.

And so, they hugged and cried, and talked a little about the journey here. They mentioned Arwen only briefly, they all knew the situation between her and the king. And through it all, Rhylin managed to keep his eyes focused on everything other than Laeriel. Laeriel tried many times to catch his gaze, but he would turn away, instead focusing on a tree or the pallace wall. Each time he looked away, it hurt Laeriel a little more deeply. Tears came to her eyes, they used to be the best of friends, and now he couldn't even look at her.

She was about to excuse herself, she needn't cry in front of him, when she was struck with an idea. She looked at the darkening sky, the night was young. Perhaps they needed to speak alone. She smiled a little, maybe he would be warmer if others weren't watching his every move. She walked up to him and took his hand, "Come with me, I'd like to show you around the palace," she said. Before he could answer her, she was pulling him away from everyone in the direction of the pallace garden. She hopped taking him to a quiet place like an empty room in the pallace or the garden would draw him out of his shell. She walked quickly ahead, laughing a little and pulling him along by his hand, she daren't let go for fear he would find an excuse to slip quickly away. He had been doing that to her lately.

Once they had walked a little ways away from everyone else, she slowed to his pace and walked beside him, still holding his hand tightly. She looked up at him and smiled, "Now," she said, "We can have some time alone. I have missed you so much, and I want so much to show you about the city," she fixed her gaze ahead of her, "So, how has life been while I've been away?"

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