~400 words on the Firiel story. I suppose it is progress, but I'm struggling to fill in gaps and try and work out whether it is one story or several...
Firiel on the morning that she is to leave Minas Anor "You came up here for one last look at the city before you leave?" Pelendur asked, leaning on the wall beside her. Firiel glanced round at him. "Yes. I know I must leave, but it is so hard to actually do so," she said softly, wiping away the tears on her face. "I do understand, but you should try to be happy - after all you are still going to be among our kin, perhaps in time you can come to see Fornost as home." "Not to throw away any chance at happiness due to the current pain?" "Exactly," he said, slightly sharply. "I am sorry that there is nothing I can do." She looked out at the sun, just coming over the horizon, highlighting the city in so many bright colours. "I will try. After all this is my duty, and I know how important the alliance is with the Wainriders pressing in on our borders. I will do my duty." “I would never expect anything else of you, my lady.” She smiles wryly. “You used to call me by my name, Pelendur.” “That would hardly be an appropriate way to address the future Queen of Arthedain. However, I will always remain your friend, if you allow it. Now, you should go in, your family will be expecting you.”
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Firiel on the morning that she is to leave Minas Anor
"You came up here for one last look at the city before you leave?" Pelendur asked, leaning on the wall beside her.
Firiel glanced round at him.
"Yes. I know I must leave, but it is so hard to actually do so," she said softly, wiping away the tears on her face.
"I do understand, but you should try to be happy - after all you are still going to be among our kin, perhaps in time you can come to see Fornost as home."
"Not to throw away any chance at happiness due to the current pain?"
"Exactly," he said, slightly sharply. "I am sorry that there is nothing I can do."
She looked out at the sun, just coming over the horizon, highlighting the city in so many bright colours.
"I will try. After all this is my duty, and I know how important the alliance is with the Wainriders pressing in on our borders. I will do my duty."
“I would never expect anything else of you, my lady.”
She smiles wryly.
“You used to call me by my name, Pelendur.”
“That would hardly be an appropriate way to address the future Queen of Arthedain. However, I will always remain your friend, if you allow it. Now, you should go in, your family will be expecting you.”