~280 words on the Firiel story today, despite many distractions (including my partner's birthday), but as it is late and I haven't had time to tidy it up, so a snippet from yesterday - a bit further on in the same scene, sorry if it is rougher than usual
Firiel meets King Araphant for the first time... "Welcome to Fornost, Lady Firiel." His voice sounded harsh to her ears. "I see that your people have remained more like the Elves that we all claim descent from. You are very decorative like that and prettier than the messengers implied." "Thank you, my lord king," she said, curtseying slightly. "Well, we have got you here safely - the next step is to get you married and settled. The wedding can not be tomorrow as I have an inspection planned, but the next day is soon enough." "I can not marry until my escort arrived," she said firmly. "My parents sent them to witness the wedding." He scowled at her. "It is already getting into the campaigning season and I need myself and Arvedui in the field. When do you expect them?" "I expect they are a few days behind as there is a larger group and much more baggage. Perhaps it would be better to allow ten days for them to get here." Arvedui replied. The king snorted. "I suppose you think Angmar will give us that time?" "Maybe, but it would give you time to ride out and consult with the commanders on the border, as you said you wished to." "Might not get back that quickly, depending on the situation, but you can handle anything else, and there is no real need for a specified day." Arvedui looked sideways at Firiel. She shrugged slightly. "Very well, Father," he replied.
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on 2012-07-08 10:24 pm (UTC)Firiel meets King Araphant for the first time...
"Welcome to Fornost, Lady Firiel." His voice sounded harsh to her ears. "I see that your people have remained more like the Elves that we all claim descent from. You are very decorative like that and prettier than the messengers implied."
"Thank you, my lord king," she said, curtseying slightly.
"Well, we have got you here safely - the next step is to get you married and settled. The wedding can not be tomorrow as I have an inspection planned, but the next day is soon enough."
"I can not marry until my escort arrived," she said firmly. "My parents sent them to witness the wedding."
He scowled at her. "It is already getting into the campaigning season and I need myself and Arvedui in the field. When do you expect them?"
"I expect they are a few days behind as there is a larger group and much more baggage. Perhaps it would be better to allow ten days for them to get here." Arvedui replied.
The king snorted. "I suppose you think Angmar will give us that time?"
"Maybe, but it would give you time to ride out and consult with the commanders on the border, as you said you wished to."
"Might not get back that quickly, depending on the situation, but you can handle anything else, and there is no real need for a specified day."
Arvedui looked sideways at Firiel. She shrugged slightly.
"Very well, Father," he replied.