Thread: Last of the Dark Elves (Me & Gavlois)

Cylian had been in his study since after he ate breakfast, and one of his maids came running inside. Sir, do you know that the Dark Elf Princess is just outside your house? Dark Elf Princess? There was only one Dark Elf that he knew of in Rivendell, and it was unlikely that she'd ever come near his house. In fact, from the outside, there was nothing that made his home look like anything but an ordinary house belonging to someone with more than average income. Of course, it was his family's income, but he really didn't care. He strode past the bowing maid with light steps, heading to the front door. Whoever the maid claimed to have seen was now gone, though he did catch a glimpse of shimmering armor on a horse further down the road, but he couldn't really tell for sure who it was exactly from the faint figure in the distance. The Princess hmm? He had seen her once before in his life, though only from a distance. She had been standing beside Elrond as he made his announcements during a festival. Cylian tapped his chin before returning back into the house. He recalled that there was an invitation to a feast at the house of Elrond tonight, and the corners of his lips turned upward in a small smile. Perhaps I may get to meet this Princess in person. he thought to himself as he headed upstairs to change into some more formal wear. ----------------------------------------------------------------------- He arrived at Elrond's house later that evening, with many of the guests already settled in and socializing with others. He was clad in a formal dark green robe trimmed with deep crimson at the sleeves and hems. His hair was left free behind his back, with two shorter locks of hair framing either side of his face. He took a goblet of wine from one of the servants that greeted him and began to make his way around the house, nodding briefly at acquaintances of his father. The Dwin'ghymn family was fairly rich, and it was natural that they would have connections. As the heir to the family, he'd have to at least keep up the appearance of caring for such matters, though deep down he couldn't care less about the business affairs of his father. Eventually, he had come to where Elrond was conversing with the guests. Beside him, he could see the dark skinned elf, the one known as Princess Theora. This was the first time he had seen her up close enough to notice more than just the shade of her skin. Her white hair was a very good contrast to her skin, and for the first time he noticed her snow white pupils. She was quite beautiful indeed, and he now understood what all the others had been talking about. Beautiful. This might just be what I'm looking for. He thought to himself as he approached them. The Dwin'ghymn family had connections with Elrond as well, and Cylian was no stranger to him. He saw him approach, smiled warmly and shook his hand firmly. Cylian! It is so very nice to see you again! I am so glad you could make it tonight. Theora, this is Cylian from the house Dwin'ghymn. Lord Elrond. Cylian bowed politely before he shook his hand, then returned a smile. Always a pleasure to see you. And this is... He let his gaze trail over to Theora. His eyes met hers as he gazed intently at her for a moment before bowing. Ah, my apologies. How are you this evening, your Highness?