Cainenyo now sat at the dining table in his home. Sunlight peered through the windows high on the wall. He rested his face in his hands; his gloves lay on the table near him. Alassante stood with her hands on the back of one of the elegant chairs, listening closely to Cainenyo's story. He had told her about Celebrimbor's announcement and was now finishing the end of his and Arenwino's row.
"And where is Arenwino now?" Alassante asked. Her eyes looked worried but she kept her composure.
"I don't now," Cainenyo said. He shifted his chin from one hand to another. "He stomped off. He's probably buying a sword and armor now." Cainenyo sighed. Alassante moved to her husband and put her arms around his shoulders.
"Don't worry. He's fine. He'll come back." She kissed her husband on the cheek. "Should I pack my belongings? Didn't Celebrimbor want us to escape to the West?" She looked worried, for the city and for her son.
Cainenyo stood. "Yes, I think he did want those who wouldn't fight to leave the city," he said, "We should all be ready when the orcs come. I'll get my sword." Alassante frowned, disappointed that her husband would fight. But she understood that it was best.
Last edited by Alcarillo; 10-07-2005 at 08:17 PM.
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