Lily Maid of Astolat

[livedinfantasy]

A maiden enters, young, barely more than a girl, her skin fair and her hair bright, though hidden by her travelling cloak. She looks around her and speaks in a voice as bold as she can muster."I seek here the greatest and fairest of knights. I know not his name, though he left his shield in my care and took my sleeve on my helm. Know ye of him

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[a_bit_obtuse]

A voice seems to come from nowhere; if Elaine looks, she might see a man off to her side, speaking softly and almost trying to disappear. He is terribly shy, yes, but he certainly wants to be noticed.

H-h-hello, miss, and welcome--I know not of this 'greatest and fairest' unless you mean Hamlet, but I w-w-would be glad to give you any assi-ssi-ssistance possible...

Typist: Girlish fair maiden of bright hair? There's nothing (at least, nothing female and/or non-Danish) that a J. Alfred Prufrock likes better!

[livedinfantasy]

She looks back at the ground. Now she's reminded of her place, perhaps by the man's very timidness.

Please, sir. I don't know what assistance you could give me, for I hardly know what I need do. I left my father to find this knight, and now don't know whether I could find my father if I tried.

[a_bit_obtuse]

And he, in turn, is made even more shy by her looking-away... oh dear.

Fathers are not always meant to be found, dear l-lady.

And, having been surprisingly blunt, he blushes a little and tries to change the subject.

Will you tell me, if it is not too forward of me to ask, where you have come from?

[livedinfantasy]

"Oh, not forward at all, sir. I am of Astolat, my lord."

[a_bit_obtuse]

His interest has been caught, and he suddenly forgets his shyness for a moment.

Astolat? Why, I have read of it, but I did not know that it still existed--tell me, what is it like there?

[livedinfantasy]

"But of course it still exists." She gives a concerned look. "At least, I hope it does. I don't suppose too much could have happened since yesterday...?"

"It is a beautiful place, though. By the river, with so many flowers in spring."

[a_bit_obtuse]

His curiosity softens into kindness at her concern--he hadn't meant to upset her (at least not too much). He was never good at these kinds of things; that's why he never went out much... and how would he feel if someone told him that his home didn't exist?

But now he is embarrassed.

Of c-c-course it's still... th-th-there... in existence... I am sure... it s-sounds t-t-t-too beautiful not to be...

And now we have a Pru, looking desperately at the ground, hoping to disappear.

Typist: See, this is why we don't let him talk to the pretty ladies more often ^_^

[livedinfantasy]

Her gaze softens. He sounds so nervous and shy. Surely she hadn't been so cruel as to give him any cause for this? What to say to comfort him?

"Aye, my lord. I am certain it is there. And perchance some day you will see it with your own eyes, that you might believe what has been said of it."

[thanitohercules]

*preens*

[livedinfantasy]

Nay, you are not he. I am certain he never wore black.

[a_bit_obtuse]

*notices, blushes, beams, begins to smile... oh wait! there's someone else in the room...*

[thanitohercules]

*continues to preen anyway*

[a_bit_obtuse]

*secretly continues to watch even if he's supposed to be socializing with the pretty young lady*

[thanitohercules]

*aha, is still the prettiest!*

[a_bit_obtuse]

*and don't think he'll ever forget it!!!*