the kingdoms of men. Kings of men thought themselves better than the commoners that were around them, but responded well to the Elvin grace, and flowing speech they could produce.
"You are welcome here for as long as you will stay with us." The regent's wife Aliseain said. She believed that the presents of a prince of the Great Elvin Kingdoms would confirm their royal status, and legitimize their claim to the throne.
"Thank you for the invitation and your hospitality." Litlorn replied, as he bowed his head to her. "You are a gracious host."
"I would love to hear about your home, and the journey you made to get here." The regent's oldest daughter Chrisanna said.
She directed the question to Litlorn, but she looked at Menimeth, smiling as she spoke. She was two years short of her twentieth birthday, and full of sprit. Her hair was blond and straight, with small white flowers in it, and gold ribbons to hold it back. She was wearing a white gown trimmed with gold lace, and a golden belt was around her slim waist. The queenly gown hung to the floor, and showed her to be a woman. Big blue eyes looked out from a very beautiful face, to steal the hearts of the young men who saw her.
"We would all love to hear his story." Saesic said in a mocking tone, as he looked at the warrior across from him. "Surly he has some great tales that would thrill us all, and send the children to their rooms to cower under their covers."
"You are just mad because he beat you in the competitions, Saesic." Chrisanna said. "And I was talking to the prince."
"The trip was mostly uneventful my lady, but I did see a curious sight on my way through the north." Litlorn said, as he looked at the woman beside him. "Small groups of men, all traveling west, it was very odd."
Saesic looked at the elf as he spoke, but showed little interest in what he said. He would steal looks at Menimeth, as Litlorn spoke to his sister, and they were not kind looks.
"Men move west all the time, and there is empty land to be had if you will clear it." Falendor said. "As regent I opened those lands just for that purpose."
"There were no women with them, and they only traveled at night and they avoided the open places, staying in the trees and brush." Litlorn said, as he turned his attention to the regent. "In four days, I spotted more than fifty of these groups." He added. "And they use only the north part of the Empire."
"That is odd, but I am sure it is nothing." Falendor said.
"How did you do that with the ribbon?" Chrisanna ask Menimeth, and looked at him with her big blue eyes. "It was the most incredible thing that I have ever seen, you did it so easily?"
"It was nothing, just something I learned from a friend, Princess." Menimeth said.
Chrisanna's smile widened with the bestowal of that title.
"I saw a lot of Captain Brandt in that shot." Litlorn said to Menimeth, with a smile.
"You know Captain Brandt?" Menimeth asked, with surprise in his voice.
"Yes, I met him when he was a guardsman at Dansig in his youth." Litlorn said. "And many times since then. He is also a friend of my fathers."
The regent was talking to his son, and the conversation became heated. All heads were turned to father and son as their voices grew louder, and then louder still. Litlorn leaned to Menimeth, and in a low voice, said.
"When this banquet is over, I need to speak to you and your companions in private."
"Come to our room at the Red Falcon, it is the one at the end of the hall." Menimeth replied, quietly.
The quiet conversation between Elf and warrior went unnoticed by all but Chrisanna and Chanry. Chanry watched Chrisanna with suspicious eyes, but something about her was different. She was not like the other girls he knew, and he thought she was pretty. She was a girl, and girls were usually mean to him, but she was nice, and she smiled at him. She acted
"You are welcome here for as long as you will stay with us." The regent's wife Aliseain said. She believed that the presents of a prince of the Great Elvin Kingdoms would confirm their royal status, and legitimize their claim to the throne.
"Thank you for the invitation and your hospitality." Litlorn replied, as he bowed his head to her. "You are a gracious host."
"I would love to hear about your home, and the journey you made to get here." The regent's oldest daughter Chrisanna said.
She directed the question to Litlorn, but she looked at Menimeth, smiling as she spoke. She was two years short of her twentieth birthday, and full of sprit. Her hair was blond and straight, with small white flowers in it, and gold ribbons to hold it back. She was wearing a white gown trimmed with gold lace, and a golden belt was around her slim waist. The queenly gown hung to the floor, and showed her to be a woman. Big blue eyes looked out from a very beautiful face, to steal the hearts of the young men who saw her.
"We would all love to hear his story." Saesic said in a mocking tone, as he looked at the warrior across from him. "Surly he has some great tales that would thrill us all, and send the children to their rooms to cower under their covers."
"You are just mad because he beat you in the competitions, Saesic." Chrisanna said. "And I was talking to the prince."
"The trip was mostly uneventful my lady, but I did see a curious sight on my way through the north." Litlorn said, as he looked at the woman beside him. "Small groups of men, all traveling west, it was very odd."
Saesic looked at the elf as he spoke, but showed little interest in what he said. He would steal looks at Menimeth, as Litlorn spoke to his sister, and they were not kind looks.
"Men move west all the time, and there is empty land to be had if you will clear it." Falendor said. "As regent I opened those lands just for that purpose."
"There were no women with them, and they only traveled at night and they avoided the open places, staying in the trees and brush." Litlorn said, as he turned his attention to the regent. "In four days, I spotted more than fifty of these groups." He added. "And they use only the north part of the Empire."
"That is odd, but I am sure it is nothing." Falendor said.
"How did you do that with the ribbon?" Chrisanna ask Menimeth, and looked at him with her big blue eyes. "It was the most incredible thing that I have ever seen, you did it so easily?"
"It was nothing, just something I learned from a friend, Princess." Menimeth said.
Chrisanna's smile widened with the bestowal of that title.
"I saw a lot of Captain Brandt in that shot." Litlorn said to Menimeth, with a smile.
"You know Captain Brandt?" Menimeth asked, with surprise in his voice.
"Yes, I met him when he was a guardsman at Dansig in his youth." Litlorn said. "And many times since then. He is also a friend of my fathers."
The regent was talking to his son, and the conversation became heated. All heads were turned to father and son as their voices grew louder, and then louder still. Litlorn leaned to Menimeth, and in a low voice, said.
"When this banquet is over, I need to speak to you and your companions in private."
"Come to our room at the Red Falcon, it is the one at the end of the hall." Menimeth replied, quietly.
The quiet conversation between Elf and warrior went unnoticed by all but Chrisanna and Chanry. Chanry watched Chrisanna with suspicious eyes, but something about her was different. She was not like the other girls he knew, and he thought she was pretty. She was a girl, and girls were usually mean to him, but she was nice, and she smiled at him. She acted
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