[Maikadilwen]

Anwanelme was sitting by the table in silence, knowing her mother was there but refused to look at her except a quick glance now and then.
She was waiting. Waiting for the right time to get away and she smiled lightly to herself as one of the ladies addressed her mother. Menelya was obviously irritated with being disturbed while watching her daughter and to Anwanelme, that was a very pleasing sight.

Suddenly, like with the help of the Valar, one of the ladies touched Menelya's arm and Anwanelme saw her other turn her full attention toward her friend.
This was her chance. Swiftly she got up and before her mother could react, Anwanelme was gone.
Quickly she strode to her room, making sure no one was following her and she dropped onto her bed, cold and soaked and her mood as foul as ever.
He would never come back for her, she knew that now.
He is not coming back!, she thought over and over until she fell asleep, not noticing the tears that was sliding down her face.

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The sun was shining brightly as Anwanelme opened her eyes, awakened by shouting and a lot of activity outside. Curious as to what was going on, she rose and realising she had fallen asleep fully dressed, she quickly washed and changed her clothes, making herself presentable before leaving her room.

Once outside, she heard the words, "Elven riders" and her heart skipped a beat. Could it be...?
Swiftly as the wind she ran up on one of the many landings facing the only path into Imladris and she held her breath as she beheld four riders, two of them Elven, quickly moving toward the house of Elrond.