Elenna shifted uncomfortably from foot to foot. "Why do people wearthese things?" she thought. Before going to meet Galadriel, she had gone back to her room to change. Instead of the tunic and leggings she was accustomed to wearing, she had found a gown laid out. It was midnight blue, winking with silver embroidery. A very pretty gown, but impractical in Elenna's mind. Suddenly, she heard soft footsteps behind her. Whirling around, she saw Glorfindel and Tiri. They were both dressed up also, Tiri in a black lacy gown and Glorfindel in white embroidered with gold. When Tiri saw Elenna, she smothered a smile. Ever since they had met, Elenna Starsong had been notorious for her avoidance of wearing gowns. Glorfindel looked stricken. His jaw dropped.
"Is it that bad?" Elenna's worst fears about her appearance resurfaced.
"No, not bad at all! Do you think they'd let you take that back to Rivendell when we go?"
Before Elenna could respond, a white light filled the room. The Lord and Lady of the Golden Wood entered the chamber.
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