Elven Maidens.

The Greenwood forest enveloped two Elven females as they walked around on guard duty for their King. Miluiels blonde hair shimmering in the moonlight filtering through the canopy of leaves above their heads, yet Moréfindiels midnight black hair, glittered like that of thousands of stars, matching with her midnight coloured eyes, flecked with gold. She looked at her companion. Their eyes meeting the moonlit darkness. "Dawn will be appriaching soon. Our guard is almost over. Then we can rest" Moréfindiel announced softly. Miluiel looked at her calmly with her glowing Bluey green eyes. "Come. We should keep moving. My legs are starting to stiffen" Miluiel suggests. Moréfindiel nods and they head further around the palace. Soon as the first rays of dawn splinter through the trees and onto the ground, the next guards arrive to take their shift. The two females head back to the palace with a refined regal air. Both of noble birth. Both of great skill and power, but both serving their King. Life couldn't get much better for them, or so they thought.