Danafinwe Feaelenion Feanorian (Book 1)

Danafinwe Feaelenion Feanorian

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Danafinwé's Pov

"Wake up," Curvo yells. His small fists hit my right shoulder. I roll over and grab one of his hands. He lets out a gasp. It seems he thought I was asleep.

"Alright, I'm up. I've been reading,"

I close my book. My leaf given to me by Turca marks my page. I uncover my legs revealing my brown pants, boots and a long blue shirt. Curvo stares as I roll out of bed and stand beside him. By now he's at least 4 feet and is 10-years-old. He yells at me to hurry up. Being the impatient twit he is, he grabs my hand and attempts to pull me along.

He doesn't even give me time to close my door. Valar, Curvo. What would be happening this early in the morning? I slow us down to a walk.

"Hold on, little one. What is today?"

He stares at me as if I am an idiot. He tells me I must be dense if I don't know what today is. As we reach the doors for the dining hall I ask him if he knows what dense means. I assume he doesn't. He's likely picked it up from Kana.

Curvo grins opening the doors.

Inside the dining hall Father, Mother and my siblings are waiting. Curvo leads me over to Father's side. Why does everyone keep looking at me like that?

"Has Curvo spilled the beans yet?" Nelyo asks passing me bacon and eggs. I fill my plate with bacon, eggs, bread and beans. Down the table Curvo beams. What is he not telling me!

"No, he wouldn't tell me anything," I nod to Kana. "Oh, he also picked up a new word from you,"

"Mmmm do tell. Which word did he pick up this time?" Kana, from across the table, asks pointing his fork at me. I raise my eyebrows.

I stomp on Nelyo's foot. My brother groans, fork clatters to his plate. Father nudges my foot with his. Honestly, Father Nelyo will be fine. He can take it.

"Dense. I asked him if he knew what it meant, I don't think he does."

"How did he use it?" Kana asks. Beside me, Nelyo clutches his newly bruised foot. He continues to groan. Must he overreact? I can feel Father's stare. Whoops.

"He told me 'you must really be dense if you don't know what today is.' You see that's what confuses me, I don't know what today is. For all, I know it could be someone's begetting day." I stab a piece of bacon.

As I eat I think over my brother's and cousin's begetting day's. Curvo's was three weeks ago and Kana's was the month before. Wait! IT IS SOMEONE'S BEGETTING DAY! Who's is it? Me, Nelyo, Turca, Mori, Kana, Curvo...back to me. Oh, come on. I have not been that invested in Grandfather's dealings. I could have sworn I had several more days. I can't have gone lax in my counting of days. Have I?

"Why didn't you tell me it's my begetting day?" I exclaim getting up from my seat. Curvo scrambles to get up.

Beside Curvo, Turca grabs his shirt. He holds the young elfling until I get up. I step around Nelyo and set my sights on the youngest Feanorian. Turca lets go of Curvo and he falls to the ground. I stand over my brother. His lips quiver in laughter.

"Kano told me not to!" The young male squeaks.

Of course, he did. At the head of the table, Father wishes me a happy 150th.

"Why didn't anyone tell me?" I ask. Father snorts before erupting into a bellowing laugh. Mother quickly follows.

"We thought it would be nice to surprise you," Turvo yells over our laughter. I turn around fast enough all hear my back crack.