It started out like any other morning. The Lady made her bed just before Gleoith and Freawine woke up. The birds were chirping and there was the numb feeling in her head of wakefulness. Wakefulness that would motivate her to move. She peered at her face in the mirror as part of her daily routine, observing every detail of her face. From the curve of her jaw to the intensity of her own eyes. They were the eyes of a phantom that had been lost for too long. Life was never easy for her despite what the outside world would think.
Yes, she came from noble origins, but it was all just a pretty painting to cover the surface. A woman of two rich cultures. With their own protocol as well as expectations. Alas, her reveries, would not last long as a knock came to her front door. "Oh, orome. What is it this time?"
She swept up the ends of her morning robe and made it over to the door. "Haven't you the slightest idea what time it is! Can't a woman have a moment to herself without-" her words fell short as she saw the stout figure standing at her doorstep. The dwarf grinned at the shock on her face. "Pardon the intrusion fair lady. But a dwarf always repays his debts!"
Aellwenn, sighed, of course, he would come unannounced. "Threlvar you always show up in the most unexpected places. You find me at a disadvantage at such an early hour. But come in let it not be said that a daughter of Eorl failed to be a host to you. Allow me to change into something more presentable and we will talk business."
Threlvur flashed his golden teeth at the Maiden "Aye, aye, take your time. I know how to make myself at home!"
And so began an unexpected yet much-needed meeting.
