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Old 08-14-2004, 12:14 PM   #599
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From her table, Gwenneth watched as the two elves introduced themselves to each other and began talking. She watched them for a bit and then looked around at the other patrons. To her surprise, when her attention returned to the elves they were watching her.

Gwenneth looked down at the table in embaressment. She hoped that she had not offended the two Quendi. When she looked back up, they had leaned in close to each other and seemed to be whispering. When she realized that they were glancing at her, she giggled softly and waited for them to make the next move.

One of them rose and turned to her. "My lady" He started and rose up from his chair and bowed, 'would you like to join us here?"

The elf looked back at his companion and when he turned around, he seemed to become uncomfortable. Confused, Gwenneth watched as he sat back down and his friend stood up. As the second elf walked to her table, Gwenneth gave a cautious smile. I wonder what is going on. Both of them seem nice, but when they start talking they seem to get nervous. When the second elf bowed and began speaking, Gwenneth was impressed at his flowery speech.

"Fair maiden whose eyes shine like black fire, Arien comes forth on this day to reward me for all my praises and prayers to Elbereth. For the sun rises today only to allow me a glimpse of you. I, Ascasir Culcollo of Eryn Lasgalen have finally seen beauty and am contented. But should I be so bold and undeserving to request that you grace the table I share with friend Isilmë with your sublime presence? I shall be more than exihilarated if you would consent to my unworthy request."

Gwenneth had never thought much about her looks. Up until now she had spent more time with horses and learning from her brothers than worrying about how she appeared. She was surprised to learn that the reason both elves seemed nervous was because they found her pretty.

The young elf maid became nervous. Not one to beat around the bush, Gwenneth quickly made up her mind and smiled at both of the elves. "I would be honored to join you Ascasir Culcollo." She rose and walked over to their table. "Thank you Isilmë for your invitation. My name is Gwenneth. I hail from the Grey Havens."
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