|
|
Post by Tindómiel on Dec 16, 2006 19:28:36 GMT -5
Tindómiel sat in her room. She walked out to the balconey and looked over her father's land. Below she could see her eldest brother training and sighed. It was so unfair that her father made her take classes on serving tea, and acting "lady-like." She hated it!
|
|
|
|
Post by Elros Tar-Minyatur on Dec 17, 2006 8:13:40 GMT -5
Elros had been walking around in his palace and so he had decided to look into his daughter`s room. He wanted to see how she was doing and hoped she was alright, Nùmenor was a huge place to controll and beautifull it was. As he came to her room he saw her on the balcony." Hello." He said smiling as he walked towards here." How are you today, child?"
|
|
|
|
Post by Tindómiel on Dec 17, 2006 8:16:30 GMT -5
Tindómiel turned, startled by her father's entrance. "Oh, I am fine. I got bored sewing so I thought I'd get some fresh air." She said. "I got another letter from a suitor Papa." She then sat on the railing, looking up to see his reaction.
|
|
|
|
Post by Elros Tar-Minyatur on Dec 17, 2006 8:30:39 GMT -5
Elros watched her spoke as she sat up on the railing." Oh really, who is this one from?" He asked couriously as he looked apon her and wondered who this person was, she had got many letters from men this days and all of them wanted to marry here. She was a beautifull daugther that many dreamed of marry.
|
|
|
|
Post by Tindómiel on Dec 17, 2006 8:34:22 GMT -5
"I do not recall his name but I am sure he is like eveyr other man. They all want me for the money, and the line to the throne. I don't want that Papa. Why can't a man love me for being me? Not as the Princess of Numenor." She sighed leaning backwars, over the railing some. The warm air catching in her hair, and blosly on her face, relaxing her.
|
|
|
|
Post by Elros Tar-Minyatur on Dec 17, 2006 8:44:52 GMT -5
"Hm...well you are a princess and many men will want you as wife, but I wont give you to a person just for the money sake. I can asure you that, the man should not be interested in money but you and the family." He smiled and took stroke her arm carefully as she sat on the rail and they could feel the sun shining on them, it felt nice and relaxing.
|
|
|
|
Post by Tindómiel on Dec 17, 2006 8:58:07 GMT -5
"Papa? Will Vadmir be made to marry?" She asked. "Or does he get to pick his wife too?" She wondere curiously as she sat there. The thought of marriage making her shiver.
|
|
|
|
Post by Elros Tar-Minyatur on Dec 17, 2006 9:22:57 GMT -5
"Hm...so far I am not sure what will happend. It may that he can choose himself but I dont not for sure, we will see when the time comes." He smiled as he took a seat on the reail beside her." But tell me, where is this letter you got. I wish to have it so that I and your mother can decide what to do about it." He spoke calm as he looked at her.
|
|
|
|
Post by Tindómiel on Dec 17, 2006 9:26:16 GMT -5
She nodded and walked in. She went to her desk and took out a small parcel. Inside was a letter and a small hair comb inside. She thought it was pretty but taking it meant she was accepting the letter and she did not wish to accept it.  |
|
|
|
Post by Elros Tar-Minyatur on Dec 17, 2006 10:01:55 GMT -5
Elros watched her walked in to find the letter that was given her, he followed her and watched as she picked it up from the small desk. He waited on her to handle it over to him as he stood next to her, watching her holding the letter from the man that wanted to marry her.
|
|
|
|
Post by Tindómiel on Dec 17, 2006 10:04:08 GMT -5
Tindómiel handed him the small parcel. "There you go Papa. That's the only one I have recieved yet today." She said. And I pray it is the last. She thought to herself.
|
|
|
|
Post by Elros Tar-Minyatur on Dec 17, 2006 10:13:17 GMT -5
Elros nodded and took the letter she handed him and looked down in it, seeing the hair comb. He took it out and smiled." Seems like he have sent you a gift aswell." He looked at his daughter and continued speaking." You take this, I and your mother will read threw it and see what will happend." He smiled gently and handed her the hair comb.
|
|
|
|
Post by Tindómiel on Dec 17, 2006 10:22:58 GMT -5
Tindómiel shook her head. "No Papa. If I accept that, then I accept his letter." She told him. "I don't want that." She said respectfully, sitting on her desk. She then looked up at him. "Whay will Mother say?" She asked curiously, speaking about the letter.
|
|
|
|
Post by Elros Tar-Minyatur on Dec 17, 2006 10:43:05 GMT -5
"Hm..we will see, but about the hair comb...I think you should have it. I can see you like it and you dont need to worry, I am your father and the king. It wont mean that your accept the marrige perposal, he can not marry you without me and your mother desission." He smiled and was still holding the hair comb to her and the letter in his other hand as he looked at her.
|
|
|
|
Post by Tindómiel on Dec 17, 2006 10:46:32 GMT -5
Tindómiel looked from the comb, and then to him. Her slender fingers slipped the comb from his frip and she nodded. "Thanks Papa." She smiled and stood up hugging him. She could only hope he would not so lightly decide on her husband.
|
|
