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Post by James T. Kirk on Feb 29, 2008 14:59:45 GMT -5
*Kirk encircled the girl's slim shoulder with his arms.*
"Shh, Nessa. You can cry; it's a terrible day for your people. But I promise you, if I can do something to help you, I will."
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Post by Nessa Telemnar on Feb 29, 2008 15:06:16 GMT -5
*Nessa started crying, leaning against him, with her head against his chest. He was taller than her. His shirt got wet from her tears.*
"Leetah is furious..... She says that she feels something is wrong about this whole thing.... and she has escaped to give birth to her baby..... Tearbird was going to adopt the child as hers.... to secure the throne....."
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Post by James T. Kirk on Feb 29, 2008 15:09:09 GMT -5
*Kirk didn't mind about the shirt. He had lots--all the same mustard yellow.*
"This child of Leetah's... Will it have any claim on the throne? Who is next in line?"
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Post by Nessa Telemnar on Feb 29, 2008 15:16:18 GMT -5
*Nessa stopped crying and looked up at him again, with her beautiful blue eyes.*
"Of course it will. Leetah was Her Majesty's best friend! And the Queen didn't have any children. So Leetah was having a child on behalf of Her Majesty. It is the same as an adoption before the birth. I don't know who will be the king before the child grows up and can claim the throne. There will be a meeting among the High Elves of Lorien this afternoon."
*She looked up at him, blushing*
"I know someone who can get you in there if you want to go...."
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Post by James T. Kirk on Feb 29, 2008 15:18:28 GMT -5
"Yes, but did the queen leave any word to the effect that the child would be in line? Being her friend won't help."
*He considered her offer.*
"I do," *he said.* "I may not be able to help directly, but I'd like to know."
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Post by Nessa Telemnar on Feb 29, 2008 15:27:40 GMT -5
*Nessa blushed and found a piece of paper. It was an old document written by Orduags father and with his mark.*
"I found this when I made up the Queens bed this morning..." *She said.* "It says that the old king takes back Orduags right to the throne because of his incompetence, and that Tearbird will be the rightful Queen. If she doesn't give birth herself the throne will go to any child she choose to adopt. And I know her Majesty wanted to adopt Leetah's child. Haldir told me."
*She looked up at him again, tears glittering from her dark eyelashes.*
"I am going to the meeting myself, being a High Elf. You can come with me, as my protector."
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Post by James T. Kirk on Feb 29, 2008 16:00:55 GMT -5
*Kirk nodded, though he wasn't certain that having anyone's mere word for it would secure the line of succession.*
"I thank you for that. I'm honored."
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Post by Nessa Telemnar on Feb 29, 2008 16:10:44 GMT -5
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Post by James T. Kirk on Feb 29, 2008 16:20:42 GMT -5
No, they just rape and murder, *Kirk thought, a little displeased at his mind being read. But he went with her.*
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Post by James T. Kirk on Mar 4, 2008 14:53:38 GMT -5
*NEW DAY, AFTER MEETING*
*Kirk stood back to let Nessa enter.*
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Post by Nessa Telemnar on Mar 4, 2008 14:58:31 GMT -5
*Nessa entered the tree house. She had made a nice dinner table for them. Tablecloth, candles, wine, and the most fantastic dinner one could imagine. Nessa turned to him, smiling proudly.*
"Now, what do you think? Will anything here fall in your taste?"
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Post by James T. Kirk on Mar 4, 2008 15:02:49 GMT -5
*Kirk's twinkling eyes passed over her.*
"I think I have everything a man could possibly want," *he said.* "Thank you."
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Post by Nessa Telemnar on Mar 4, 2008 15:45:52 GMT -5
*Nessa blushed and looked up at him. She smiled shyly and made a gesture to the table.*
"Please, be seated."
*she said shyly, not being accustomed to dine alone with a handsome young man.*
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Post by James T. Kirk on Mar 4, 2008 16:37:46 GMT -5
*Kirk sat, but not before pulling the other chair out for Nessa.*
"This looks wonderful," *he said.* "I'm fortunate the Elves are so hospitable."
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Post by Nessa Telemnar on Mar 4, 2008 16:47:42 GMT -5
*Nessa sat down and looked at him, blushing.*
"Thank you," *she replied smiling.*
"I must admit I asked the chef to make you something special. We are lucky to have you with us, so I intend to spoil you when you are here. Your wish will be my command."
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