A Royal Dinner

[Tindómiel]

The servants prepared the royal dinner for the evening, especially due to their guest. The dinner had seats for Tindómiel, Syvan, Elros, and Anarane. As of the moment, the youngest brother was out. There was a full pork with an apple in it and seasoned. THere was wine out and all sorts of vegetables and fruits and rolls. Tindómiel walked in in a silk white gown. She bowed to her parents and brother and took her seat silently, everyone now waiting on Syvan.

[Syvyan]

Syvyan entered into dining room with silent steps and he wore his casual on, he thought that if he go by himself, he would be more appreciated that way as a lover more than a freeloader. He walked nearby the table and had a look at the variety of rich food standing right in front of him. He moved towards Elros, Anarane and Vardamir. He shook hands with all of the family and then turned to Tin, kissed her hand gently and passed by her. He took his place in the table where it is shown to him. Luckily, he has made no faults visible to make her father angry.

[Tindómiel]

Tindómiel bowed her head to him and said, "Good evening my lord. I pray you find the clothes comforting?" She asked polietly.

[Syvyan]

"My clothes. Yeah I found them very easily but preffered to come in a casual way. The dress did not seem like my style. Sorry about that but that did not give you discomfort milady, did you?"

[Tindómiel]

"No my lord, it is fine." She said and then she turned to look at her parents then back to her plate.

[Syvyan]

He sat on the chair very comfortably even crossed his leg on another one. The night was started newly but he had no complain even if it goes like forever. His gaze attracted on Elros who said anything when Syvyan entered into dining hall and he was so silent at the very beginning of the dinner. Syvyan actually concerned a little bit in his very deep despite the fact that he never lost his coolness. Syvyan became eyes to eyes with Tindomiel ever since he sat on the chair.

[Elros Tar-Minyatur]

Elros and his wife sat silently at the ends of the table, watching the man who entered and spoke to their daughter in a kind way. Elros sat their smiling and turned looking at his wife for a moment before he spoke." Glad you came Syvyan, now let the dinner be served and then eat before we start talking formaly things of my daughter future." He clapped his hands and then the servants arrived with food and drinks...

[Tindómiel]

After everyone was served, Tindomiel turned to her plate and ate quietly. She was wondering what was gonna happen tonight after everyone had finished their meal.

[Anarane]

Anarane smiled at the young man who entered. She nodded her heat in greeting, and plced upon her brow a small jewel of a quater moon and star. Her warm auburn hair trailing gently down her back in loose curls, and her eyes wandering around the room, falling on her son who grew more handsome every new moon, trailing to her pretty daughter, and then side glancing at her husband, whom she loved dearly.

She was quiet that night as they ate, nor had she spoken a word. She was the quiet type, though she could speak.

[Tindómiel]

Tindomiel smiled at her mother. She had always been told she was pretty but to her, Anarane was like an angel. She had always wanted to look like her mother. It was lie her mother had been born of the moon and sea, and her eyes were like sapphire jewels. And it seemed as if no matter what her mother wore, in whatever manner, she was always a radiant beauty, and Tindomiel could only envy that of her mother.

[Anarane]

Anarane felt her daughter's glance come towards her, so she adverted hergaze to her incredible daughter. Her daughter's feminine beauty matched that of some of the most glorious and heavenly nights Anarane had seen, and everytime she saw her daughter she thought she may be dreaming. Such an amazing child of perfect discipline, dazzling eyes, everything she deserved a whole lot better then what Anarane thought she could give her daughter. Anarane smiled, they had had quite a conversation earlier that evening, it was always a blessing to speak with her daughter. Her treasure.

[Syvyan]

"I should have responded to your hospitatily somehow. This is nothing really, you had invited me in and gave me a room to stay at the night. This is the best thing I would do for you." he answered gently to Elros's warm welcoming words. The foods were being served in such a hilarious way that he admired the way of living these royal people do but Syvyan never would matter such things, maybe this serving stuff could impress them but not him. So instantaneously he returned himself and started to eat his foods that were put on his plate.

[Anarane]

Anarane gently took ate little bits of the food and drunk a little from her goblet. She gazed at Syvyan, so this was the man whom they had spoken of earlier. Indeed he looked impressive, and being a captain of elves perhaps showed how talented he was. The way he looked at their daughter, tended to show how much love he held for her, but was it for her beauty or herself? If they were married would he care for their daughter and not use her to get into the Throne of Numenor. All these were questions that could only be answered with time in Anarane's eyes.

She noted to herself that Syvyan had a sense of humor, atleast she could sense that within him, and he was holding back to appear more formal. She also noted the glance he gave the servers, in his eyes a hilarious outburst wanted to cry out. She aburted her gaze to her husband. Her glorious, loving husband, she smiled and took a sip from her goblet once more.

[Elros Tar-Minyatur]

Elros listened and looked at the man, then he looked apon his wife he was watching. He smiled gently and took a sip of the wine as it came, it was alot of food that came with the servants. Many different great food from all over and it tested really good aswell. He then turned back looking at the man and then spoke loadly so everyone could hear it." So..Syvyan, why do you wish to marry our daughter?" He asked couriously.

[Anarane]

Anarane looked at Elros and a gentle grim emerged on her graceful face. She listened to Elros when he spoke to Syvyan and then she to looked at the man whom wanted their daughter.