POV Atalanta
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I gently pull on my white shirt and black pants before tying on the dragon armor corset.
It was tighter than normal and this confused me as I looked to my waist and saw how thick it was.
"You are gaining weight. Being healthy and gaining weight. Which is good." Gandalf spoke to me and my eyes meet his with a frown of confusion.
He came forward helping me pull the strings to my corset before giving me a wise smile.
"You know you are safe and are happy. Your finally allowing yourself to become like you once were."
I thought for a moment before looking to the reflection of myself.
When I started to really look.
My hips did come in more, my bum looking more curvy. My breasts filled my shirt more and it confused me.
Gandalf placed my cloak over my shoulders. My dragon pin holding it together.
My brown leather boots coming to my knees as my hair was braid back.
My hair becoming quite long.
"When you are ready come join us."
Gandalf spoke before walking out and I just looked at him with a nod before continuing dressing myself.
My sword and dagger on my hip her bow and arrows to the side.
I clipped my necklace around my neck before sighing looking to myself some. It was an unusual sight for me.
I move out of the room and walk forward until I was in the quarter yard and she my niece and nephews.
Arwen hugged me gently as I cupped her head to my body.
"I sense sadness in you my sweet...what is wrong?"
I whisper to her and she pulled her head back to look at me.
"I'm so conflicted with my feelings....I'm not sure what to do." She spoke and I just smile while staring at her.
One hand cupping her cheek while the other gently strokes her hair.
"Even aul Tel' darkest Ath times vian viaren Arael will thro millentu sen it wants. salen Ivae"
(Even in the darkest of times...the heart knows what it wants. My light."
I spoke gently to my niece who just looks to me with teary eyes before burying her head in my chest.
"Thank you...." she whispered and I gently pat her back.
"Even if we are not related...you are like a niece to me. You are family." I spoke before pressing a kiss to her forehead.
Looking to the brothers of Arwen I grinned at both of them.
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