The Room of Darius

[Darius]

As the rebels had taken over the realm of Eregion, Darius whom was in charge had become its king and ruler. From the palace of Ost-in-Edhil, he would continue his tyranny of control, but only in his bed chamber would he keep his personal business. From the room that used to be the council hall, had he now changed into his own room, where a bed and all useful items that he needed stayed. It was an oval room, but a magnificent one. It all was made up by marmor white stone, thought through his rule, he had blackened it and given it a more grim look then it used to be. Carrying only few lights, given by the torches that burned around on the walls. In the middle was the bed, but around stood the shelfs and riches that he owned. Only two doors of entering and exits there where, in the front, and the back. Which would be useful, in case war or threats would appear.

As Darius had ordered the servants to clean the throne hall and the whole palace, into a place where a wedding and coronation soon was to be held, he himself had wandered to his room. Now waiting on Galadriel to return, as they would need to discuss things that did not matter others, as well to do things not often well appreciated in the previous culture among elves, which Darius soon was to change.. Since Galadriel had given terms herself to Darius, of taking care of her daughter before coming to him, he surely agreed, but excited was to meet the previous queen in a personal affair.

[Galadriel]

Memories...they rushed though Galadriel's mind as she walked though the halls, as she came from her daughter, it was a good talk and she felt that she had opened her relationship with her daughter enough for now but it would take time, she knew that. Now she was walking though the halls of her once known home. She wasnt positive where Darius resided but figured she would somehow by guards and servants hovering around the door. She ran her fingers along the stone...much had she done so before, but it felt different it felt as if the stone was tired and worn. She walked softy, she had recieved a dress that she guessed was for tonight, by the color of a passionate red with a rather low neckine and back. It was made out of light and frothy fabric that hugged her curves. Was it meant for her, to stab her husband once again?

She noticed a group of men hovering around a door. She slowed her walk as she approached the door. "Do any of you men have an idea of where Darius is, i believe he is expecting me to come and discuss things for the well being of my kingdom." the warriors chuckled but she hoped Darius had heard her.

[Darius]

As voices was heard outside the door of Darius, he quickly understood it could be no others then his wife to be, Galadriel. In an elegant but fast way, did Darius walk to the door before he opened it. And with a sight of excitement, did he see Galadriel in front of him. All dressed for their meeting to be, but so was he. Since their last meeting, he had changed into more proper clothes. Instead of wearing armour and more, he now had on dark clothing suitable for a king. Made of silk and velvet, with engraved letters of his deeds, which had been custom made for him after his achievements. It was a long male tunic, whom showed his pride and respect of those he had conquered.

With a smile did he look upon Galadriel whom stood outside the door, and in the door opening did he gesture her carefully in as he showed the way for her to both come and sit. "You look beautiful, my lady. Come, let us begin." He said with a cheeky smile as he lead out his hand to her, wishing her to take it as they both would walk in and the doors would be closed for the night behind them. For long had he waited on this moment, and finally it was to happen. Throughout the night would they discuss the wedding, as well how to rule the land together, as a married couple like king and queen. Thought more did Darius had in mind, which probably Galadriel already had figured.

[Galadriel]

Galadriel stepped though the mass of men and smiled pleasently at them as she passed she held her hand out to accept his which was held out for her to take. He was dressed in a tunic that outlaid his accomplishments, he proudly wore it, she could see. So she herself puffed out her chest and when she took his hand she sqeezed it and smiled. "My lord, you have requested my presence and you have achieved it, after my demands. That is all i asked and here I am, let us proceed with making a future for this amazing country" under her breath she said "that you have obviously destroyed" but she spoke up again "let us go in." Galadriel walked past him leading him into his room. Walking lightly like on air. After she and Darius were in the room she closed the door behind her. "My Lord" Galadriel bowed slightly, letting her dress move with her body.

[Darius]

Darius listened well to Galadriel as she spoke and carefully did he listen to everything she said, but one sentenced didn't he get, something she told herself behind his back. However with a smile did he walk in with the fair lady, and as she bowed before him, he could see the dress he had given her to wear suited her perfectly. It was both teasing and pleasing to see, but he enjoyed it and with her in the room, the doors was closed, such that they both was left alone. "It is a joy, to have you here with me." Darius said as he took her hand and lead her to the bed which stayed in the middle of the room, where they now could sit and talk.

"Accepting your request was just a small thing I could give, but I am glad it convinced you to come." He said with a smile, but kept an evil thought in mind. Gentle did he lean to the table nearby, where two goblets of water stood ready, carefully did he pick them up, handing the one over to the fair lady. "Water?.."He asked, curious if she was thirsty, as she had not got any wood of water on such a long time. With a glance in his eyes, did he watch her beautiful body move and he was more then satisfied.

[Galadriel]

When Galadriel walked with Darius though the room she felt nothing flowing through the room. When she was here previously with Haroldir she felt life and happiness flowing around her in every room that she entered. She wondered if this lack of motion meant that she no more had the power that used to radiate though her or if it was because the magic that she and Haroldir had made in this palace was gone forever and ever, long enough to totally disintergrate into nothing. Or was it because of Darius, did he have the power to eliminate the flow of power of good. What was he exactly. She knew he was evil but how evil? Her dress flowed beside her as Darious lead her to the bed. When she sat she arranged her skirts to excentuate her curvacious legs. "It is a joy to be with you as well my lord." Galadriel smiled and put hand out on his thigh.

"As to the water i would enjoy it most greatly as my travels has lead me though areas that have less than expected." As Darius filled her goblet she spoke. "Darius, my lord, to this visit i have granted you, it has come to my attention that you have destroyed my kingdom's peace that my husband Haroldir and I have tried to maintain while we were presiding here. You have spoken that you have asked me here to talk about our people, the heart of our nation. To my trained eye you have desire for a married woman, married to a mortal man. Do you have some malicious plan for me? Am i just a pawn in your scheme to disrupt the peace the mortal man and I, the Lady of Lorien?" Galadriel looked stern...just waiting for Darius to be honest with her and tell her, or do to her what he meant to do. She had to gain his trust and love before she could do anything for her beloved people.