Sitting in the vast wine cellar bneath the Steward's Quarter's, the shelves lit up with hurricane candles, and a makeshift table laid out with cold food and much wine. Bed rolls and pallets lining the warmer parts of the cellar. Hmmm, yes, this cellar has a roaring fire because that's the way I like it ( Read more... )

Slowly disentangling from Lothiriel's arms and quietly walking to the window, drawn by a series of strange lights ( Read more... )

It was good to spend last night with Faramir, Lothiriel, Ecthelion, Gorlim and other friends, both new an old. And it feels very strange to be back in the White City after such a long absence. There is so much that has transpired since I left, and so many things to catch up on. I can hardly believe how much both Alcawyn and little Liv have grown ( Read more... )

I will be at the Fox and Firkin with Faramir. Will you join us there? And can we maybe crash at your place afterwards? Uhmmm.. that is if Eomer and Kingy are through with their wrestling match...

I have missed you....

Well it looks like I have pissed off the Queen. It is all my fault. How can I expect her to have any understanding of what has transpired between Tarannon and myself or what that feels like? She meant no harm. I should have said nothing ( Read more... )

We succeeded in finding a mooring (Prince Imrahil's, rested and bathed at the Inn of Three Shieldmaidens and a Butternut Squash, and in just a few hours time, we will be at the gates of the White City.

The news is that the King has returned. Hmmmmm. Gives an interesting secretive look I suppose I will need to declare my loyalty before entering ( Read more... )

We are finally coming into port, all of us thoroughly drenched, picking our way slowly through the mist. We got the storm jib up last night after the waves died down somewhat-- the rest went smoothly enough, though it was mostly me at the helm ( Read more... )

Lays out the avocado dip and smoked salmon

And in twenty two days, it will be my anniversary! Yay!!

Oh no.... The cats are seasick and will never forgive me for this one. And now Parvati has impatiently taken down the book Tarannon did not give me and has opened it up to this passage:

" Until you have done some sailing to windward in really bad weather it is just impossible to imagine what chaos can be created in a boat in rough water.... ( Read more... )

Frantically reading through a very wet copy of "Sailing in Rough Weather: How to Save your Sorry Ass", a book that *hmmmpphhh* Tarannon gave her for her birthday just before she left. Okay, so it has finally proven to be handy....

Okay, Parvati, let's see what it says here.... Pretending to be cheerful as the boat pounds into head seas at six ( Read more... )