Sindahir looked up from her bottle in time to see Cadorsa shiver slightly. Sindahir gave her a questioning look. All Cadorsa did was nod in the direction behind Sindahir. Sindahir turned around in her chair and met the cold stare of the Elf that was stitting by himself. Sindahir returned his stare with one of her own. Her eyes had the look of the Anduin during a storm. The Elf seemed to reconsider her and the look he was now giving Sindahir, started to make her feel alittle nervous. 'Maybe I shouldn't have done that,' Sindahir thought.
"Sindahir, are you okay?"
Sindahir suddenly realized she was holding her head in her hands and breathing hard.
"Yes. Cadorsa, I'm fine. Really."
Cadorsa didn't seem to believe her.
"You look awful. You should go to bed. Thats what I'm going to do."
"Okay, I'll be up in a few minutes." In truth, Sindahir didn't want to be left alone with the black haired Elf. There was something she didn't like about him, but she couldn't place it. So she watched as Cadorsa went up to their room.
"Excuse me Sindahir, is that your name?"
Sindahir looked at the Elf as he sat down across from her. Sindahir made no reply, but she pushed a silver lock of hair out of her eyes. The Elf just smiled and continued. "My name is Finwe. Did you say to your friend that you were royality?"
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