07-18-2017, 05:19 PM
(This post was last modified: 07-18-2017, 05:26 PM by DrinkToMeOnlyWithThineEyes.)
Picking at the threads of the fine tablecloth, Beriadan, turned to look at Mellimeldisiel who in turn spoke to the other High Council members. The advisor sighed and looked at the vacated seat of his King and cousin.
"The High Elves do not believe in soulmates,"He stated bluntly, "We see you looking besotted at Erumollien and we think it unfounded." He continued as he poured himself more wine and took to downing it,he contemplated asking for Firewine but he supposed he should not be deep in his cups when he teaches his cousin's spouse.
"We believe in those we call our better halves," Beriadan explained, "That is spent with time and patience, our better halves complete us and balance us." Beriadan shot a glance at the consort and scoffed, "You failed in doing both, unfortunately."
Mellimeldisiel shook her head, "You act so infatuated with our king that we think you have deluded yourself into loving him. You do not complete him, you do not balance him, you let him do as he pleases when it is clearly no good for his health whatsoever." The Lady spoke sternly as if she was a grandmother scolding a child, which given her great age, she was.
Beriadan thought hard before he decided to explain how Better Halves worked seeing as he did not have one yet he shrugged, "The Late King was kind and merciful, he knew how to court kingdoms and how to gain allies, but in the face of judgement, it goes to the Late Queen to sentence the accused for she was pragmatic and showed no favour when judging her people." Beriadan took another sip of wine, "She balances him and his flaws, the Late King offered her his laughter and easy smiles and the Queen offered him her strength and knowledge in warfare and combat. They complete one another, they act as one." The Lord took a long drought of his wine and poured himself another goblet full of wine before continuing, praising the Great Father for gifting the High Elves with the capability to withstand wine's effects.
"My King and Cousin has his strength, that he can offer, and his fierce loyalty which the kingdom owns as of the moment," He smiled thinly and it was clear it bothered him that his cousin's loyalty was pledged to an entire kingdom, "but he has his grief, he has his obsession with burying himself under his duty, he has the pain of living without his beloved siblings and parents, all of which is a great trial to cope with." Beriadan explained, "He does not need one who shall take inaction over action, especially if he had not eaten in several days," Beriadan stopped himself from growing a harsher tone than he already used, he took a deep breath, "We do not swear fealty to you as custom demands for you do not show that you are capable of being his better half, you do not offer him comfort, you seek it from him, you do not pull him from his duties when it is clear he has not broken his fast at all, you in fact become furious at me for fulfilling your duties for you when it is clear that none shall pull your spouse from his thrice damned study, you do not seek him out when it is clear in his eyes that he is haunted and grieved, you just stay ignorant, you do not even bother to get to know him, you just look at him as if you've loved him from the day you met, when it is clear that you know nothing about his life, you barely even know what had mattered to him so much before the war, before this damn war stole away his family." Beriadan ignored his goblet and stared at the consort.
"And now, you carry his child, one that is sure to be treated as a bargaining chip for our people's peace, one that he had helped create out of mere duty, Binding himself to you, forced to endure his pain and yours without receiving a balm for it." Beriadan shook his head, "You need to balance him, and he in turn shall balance you, you both must fill what had been left as emptiness, give him a family he can live for, give him comfort when he is haunted and grieving, give him what he never seeks for he deems those things unnecessary, take action when you see he chooses duty over his own wellbeing or his own kin, do not treat him like he is to please you all the time. He barely knows you, we do not love immediately but when we love, we do not love lightly." His voice had become gentle when he finished speaking, stabbing his piece of bread that his cousin had shared with him, he glared at it before sighing.
"As long as you remain too docile, you will get nothing from him, you will simply remain a duty to him that he must uphold." Beriadan sighed and prayed to the Great Father and the Mother of Starlight that the consort listened instead of feeling sorry for himself as he was wont to do when someone chides him.
"The High Elves do not believe in soulmates,"He stated bluntly, "We see you looking besotted at Erumollien and we think it unfounded." He continued as he poured himself more wine and took to downing it,he contemplated asking for Firewine but he supposed he should not be deep in his cups when he teaches his cousin's spouse.
"We believe in those we call our better halves," Beriadan explained, "That is spent with time and patience, our better halves complete us and balance us." Beriadan shot a glance at the consort and scoffed, "You failed in doing both, unfortunately."
Mellimeldisiel shook her head, "You act so infatuated with our king that we think you have deluded yourself into loving him. You do not complete him, you do not balance him, you let him do as he pleases when it is clearly no good for his health whatsoever." The Lady spoke sternly as if she was a grandmother scolding a child, which given her great age, she was.
Beriadan thought hard before he decided to explain how Better Halves worked seeing as he did not have one yet he shrugged, "The Late King was kind and merciful, he knew how to court kingdoms and how to gain allies, but in the face of judgement, it goes to the Late Queen to sentence the accused for she was pragmatic and showed no favour when judging her people." Beriadan took another sip of wine, "She balances him and his flaws, the Late King offered her his laughter and easy smiles and the Queen offered him her strength and knowledge in warfare and combat. They complete one another, they act as one." The Lord took a long drought of his wine and poured himself another goblet full of wine before continuing, praising the Great Father for gifting the High Elves with the capability to withstand wine's effects.
"My King and Cousin has his strength, that he can offer, and his fierce loyalty which the kingdom owns as of the moment," He smiled thinly and it was clear it bothered him that his cousin's loyalty was pledged to an entire kingdom, "but he has his grief, he has his obsession with burying himself under his duty, he has the pain of living without his beloved siblings and parents, all of which is a great trial to cope with." Beriadan explained, "He does not need one who shall take inaction over action, especially if he had not eaten in several days," Beriadan stopped himself from growing a harsher tone than he already used, he took a deep breath, "We do not swear fealty to you as custom demands for you do not show that you are capable of being his better half, you do not offer him comfort, you seek it from him, you do not pull him from his duties when it is clear he has not broken his fast at all, you in fact become furious at me for fulfilling your duties for you when it is clear that none shall pull your spouse from his thrice damned study, you do not seek him out when it is clear in his eyes that he is haunted and grieved, you just stay ignorant, you do not even bother to get to know him, you just look at him as if you've loved him from the day you met, when it is clear that you know nothing about his life, you barely even know what had mattered to him so much before the war, before this damn war stole away his family." Beriadan ignored his goblet and stared at the consort.
"And now, you carry his child, one that is sure to be treated as a bargaining chip for our people's peace, one that he had helped create out of mere duty, Binding himself to you, forced to endure his pain and yours without receiving a balm for it." Beriadan shook his head, "You need to balance him, and he in turn shall balance you, you both must fill what had been left as emptiness, give him a family he can live for, give him comfort when he is haunted and grieving, give him what he never seeks for he deems those things unnecessary, take action when you see he chooses duty over his own wellbeing or his own kin, do not treat him like he is to please you all the time. He barely knows you, we do not love immediately but when we love, we do not love lightly." His voice had become gentle when he finished speaking, stabbing his piece of bread that his cousin had shared with him, he glared at it before sighing.
"As long as you remain too docile, you will get nothing from him, you will simply remain a duty to him that he must uphold." Beriadan sighed and prayed to the Great Father and the Mother of Starlight that the consort listened instead of feeling sorry for himself as he was wont to do when someone chides him.