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By Fire's Light
Warstenhold was a name she was not unfamiliar with, but even now she was unable to place the old man in any plausible place within the Warstenhold household. When she had visited the Warstenholds infrequently, so rarely that she could hardly remember the patriarch and the matriarch of the family. She did remember one person in particular though, the only son. What was his name? Brady? Brody? Rody, that's it. We would play together when I visit them with father. Maddie used to have a crush on him I recall. Holly smiled as old, foggy memories resurfaced but frowned when questions started forming in her head. Rody is around my age if not only a little bit older. It was not possible for that old man to be Rody unless he was bewitched or cursed of course. More to the point, how and why has a Warstenhold fallen to working as a poor, medial and abused servant for the Baelenathils? The last time I saw the boy it was before he was being sent off for some form of training.

But now is not the time for thoughts and confusions like this. Holly's eyes traveled to the room where Tilli was pointing at. Her breath stopped for a second as her heart beat picked up. My word, this has to be where the banquet is and they must have heard the commotion! Oh no! Despite her desire to ram her head into the nearest column and pass out cold on the marble floor, Holly walked slowly and steadily towards the room. She entered the room where numerous sets of eyes, Holly was not able to count because there was many, were looking at her. Although nervous to death and close to having a panic attack, Holly set her guitar case slowly to the ground, taking this moment to breathe and calm herself. She straightened her back to look at the audience and smiled her trademark sweet charming smile. Her eyes swiftly looked from one side of the room to another. Some of the people she recognized as people for whom she had previously preformed and an impression with. There were a man and a woman sitting in the middle of the room. One with the look of power and severeness fit to be a king and the other with the elegance and beauty of a queen. Must be Lord Melagor and his mother Lady Arendinalla. Holly could feel her cheeks becoming warm and hoped to all deities in the universe that the blush that was about to present itself was at least cute and attractive to save her the embarrassment.

Ladies and gentlemen, My name is Holly Sileas Winchester and I am glad and flattered to kick start this magnificent banquet for you all. I do apologize in advance for the commotion outside not to long ago. I hope it had not spoil your appetites for tonight, and even if it had; I am sure I can find a way to open your appetites once again. Holly said with a small wink, earning her several warm chuckles from the crowd. So far so good, keep it up! t is an honor for me to receive the invitation to be a guest entertainer and I think I speak for all artists readied to perform tonight that this is a great recognition for our hard work and artistic abilities. I would like to extend my gratitude to Lord Melagor and Lady Arendinalla, for their generosity and eyes for amazing talents. Holly finished with a tone of playful seriousness, earning her a more chuckling and this time some applause directed towards the two Baelenathils. Holly took this chance to bent down and took out her guitar, she drummed her guitar once to catch the attention and smiled.

I have three songs prepared for tonight. All about love, but different in their own ways. I hope you resonate with them

Holly nimbly sent the strings into playing a light playful tune.
(simple song with simple resonation, not a whole lot of techniques, but a good amount of ad libs.)
The day I, first met you,
You told me, you'd never fall in love.
Now that, I know you,
I know fear was it what really was.

But here we are, so close, yet so far,
Haven't I passed you trials?
When can you realize?
Oh, I am not like the rest.

Don't want to break your heart,
Just give you my tender love.
I know you scared and it's hard,
Like you might make a mistake.
There's just one life to live,
And there's not enough time to waste, to waste.
So let me give you my tender love, my tender love,
Let me give you my tender love.
Oh yeah, yeah.

On Friday, you went home.
There were tears in your eyes.
I tried to visit, my love,
But you did not show your face.

The world is ours, if we want it.
We can take it if you'd just take my hand.
I cannot turn back now,
so baby try to understand!

Don't want to break your heart,
Just give you my tender love.
I know you scared and it's hard,
Like you might make a mistake.
There's just one life to live,
And there's not enough time to waste, to waste.
So let me give you my tender love, my tender love,
There's just so much you can take,
Let me give you my tender love.
Oh yeah, yeah.

When your lips are on my lips,
And our hearts beat as one.
But you lip out of my fingertips,
Everytime you run, whoa-oh-whoa-oh-oh

Don't want to break your heart,
Just give you my tender love.
I know you scared and it's hard,
Like you might make a mistake.
There's just one life to live,
And there's not enough time to waste, to waste.
So let me give you my tender love,

Because you've been hurt before,
I can see it in your eyes.
You try to smile it away, some things you can't disguise.
Let me give you my tender love,
Honey, I can ease the ache, the ache.
So let me give you my tender love, my tender love,
There's just so much you can take,
Let me give you my tender love.
give you my tender love, my tender love,
Oh yeah, yeah.

The day I, first met you,
You told me, you'd never fall in love.

Holly drummed the side of her guitar lightly for some light beat and and drummed the strings three times to finish. She bowed and waited for the audiences' reaction. Please, positive reactions, please!

By Fire's Light
Holly was still boiling with anger and it was becoming extremely hard for her to keep her cool. Although only 28 and still considered young and pubescent by many of her elven relatives and one in particular, Nanna Lena; one should not mistaken her to be naive or the girl-next-door type of young lady. Holly possesses a temper and attitude when rubbed the wrong way. What had just happened in the blink of an eye, rubbed her the wrong way. Oh, I wish they would throw this man in a cell and make him wear a chastity belt for the rest of his life. As acid and mean as Holly believed herself to be, deep down she was a still a soft-hearted and kind girl the Udyneds raised her to be. Therefore, she could not bring herself to demand such abhorring things to happen to a man. She was about to reply to the steward to suspend his payment for this week and leave him off with a warning when the old man's question caught her ears. The mention of her late father's name made her brows shoot up and eyes widen in surprise and suspicion. Little was known about her father's side of the family even to her because they quite literally ousted her father from their home after his marriage. Her parents never spoke of them and she never asked. The only thing she was certain of was that the Winchester name only became famous with his father's compositions. She was curious to know how a man like the one before him would know his father personally. I certainly hope he wasn't one of the servants they used to hire. What a hazard.

You knew my father? You hail also from Taelothloren? Holly kept her tone polite yet firm and hard, void of any unneeded emotions. Her head held high like Nanna Lena taught her when faced with adversity and in this case, a doubtful and perverted old oaf.

By Fire's Light
Holly stared at the drape for what seemed like eternity. It's like the moment when you stand on stage waiting for the curtains to open, revealing hundreds of curiously staring eyes, silently challenging you to do your best, to impress and amaze them. Good thing it's probably going to be a smaller crowd. Holly thought weakly to calm herself, with no avail. The huge bronze door in front of her was starting to look irritating. Holly looked harder at the door, as if she could in some way move it with her non-existent telekinetic power. And then there it was, a girl's nightmare in every party. Holly felt a push that caused her to stumble slightly backwards, but this wasn't it. When she looked up to see who it was, she felt a brush against her ample bosoms. Anger flared inside of her. Holly wasn't a stiff or a traditionalist by any means, but a blatant perverted act like this will not be tolerated by Holly on any day, good or bad.

Excuse me! What do you think you are doing? You ought to be ashamed of yourself! Holly screamed at the servant. My god, what a grotesque looking human being! Grotesque and perverted, what a combination.

Somebody get this man! He is a hazard to all the ladies in this prestigious manor and should be locked up!


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