"I will wait for you outside, my prince," the yellow-haired elf said with a bow. Ever since Aran had brought his people to Rhy'Din, the elf had become like a shadow - his self-proclaimed bodyguard, rarely leaving his side. It made Aran a little uneasy, but he could hardly argue with the elf's sense of loyalty.
"Yes, thank you, Hal," Arandir said, only half-listening, distracted by memories of the time when he'd been a member of the theater. He looked around the Green Room, remembering.
Some things had changed, but much remained the same. There were plenty of familiar faces, along with some new ones, all of them rushing about to get ready before curtain. Some smiled and nodded, while others only gave him a curious glance. He had enjoyed the time he'd spent at the theater and missed it sometimes, but his life had changed. He had other duties to tend to now, instead of juggling rehearsals and performances.
"Aran!" a familiar voice called, and the half-elf turned to find a familiar face smiling at him and hurrying over to clasp his hand. Despite the costume and makeup, Aran recognized the young man as Josh Stuart, one of the first friends he'd made at the Shanachie.
"It's good to see you," Josh said, a warm smile on his face. "Are you here to see Carina perform? She's got the female lead, you know. She's amazing. I hear you're a father now."
"Yes, we have a daughter. Her name is Aluviel. Lu for short," Aran replied, his face beaming with pride and joy. Their daughter was the first child born to the elves since Aran's birth, and his own birth had been the first in hundreds of years; hence, she was understandably being properly spoiled and protected. "She's at home with Carina's parents," he explained. She wasn't even a year old yet, after all - much too young to appreciate the theater just yet. "This play seems familiar," he said, with a puzzled look on his face. "Didn't Eregor play King Arthur once before?"
"Oh, you mean Spamalot," Josh replied with a chuckle. "Yeah, long story. I'll explain later. I have to get ready for curtain. Dru's around here somewhere. We should go out for a drink later. Catch up. See you later, 'Ran!" he called, as he hurried off.
"See you later," Aran echoed, too late for Josh to hear him. He exhaled a sigh as he looked around, feeling a little out of place here now that he was no longer part of the company; but he was glad he'd encouraged Carina not to leave the theater. He knew how much it meant to her and how much she loved it. It was because of the theater that they'd met. He smiled at the thought of that, another thought coming to mind.
Finding a pen and pad of paper in the Green Room, he scratched a quick note and slipped it under the door to Mataya's office with a happy smile on his face. If they couldn't bring the theater to Anarven, maybe they could bring Anarven to the theater.