*Hi all! After reading all the other Aragorn fanfic I decided to give it a try myself. Just for the fun of it. Please review and let me know if I should continue.
Summary: Saruman's adopted daughter is captivated by his new prisoner; a man named Estel. (I dont exactly know when this takes place, since I have only seen the movies. I havnt decided yet if its during the movies/books or before. I need your opinions!) Please let me know.
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters or settings from LOTRs. The only thing I own is my OCs.
"Alisada, wake up!"
I jolt awake in bed, it is morning. I turn to see my father, Lord Saruman looking in at me through the doorway.
"I cannot believe you are still asleep. I need your help in the dungeons today. We have a new prisoner that will not break. I expect to see you downstairs in ten minutes"
And then he left.
I sigh, then get out of bed. I hate doing father's bidding, especially when it comes to the prisoners. I hate gaining their trust and then exposing them. Its a sick little game my father likes to play. The worst thing is that I have to or else my life will be on the line. The one thing I learned here very fast was to not upset him, or I will have to pay the consequences with brutal beatings that seem to last a lifetime. If only I could run away, but where would I go? This is the only home I have. If Saruman hadnt taken me in after my parents were killed by Orcs when I was a child, I dont know where I would be.
I pull on my midnight blue day dress, then pull my long black hair into a bun that hangs at the nap of my neck. I slip on my black leather boots, pull on my black cloak and then head downstairs quickly. I cannot risk being late.
I see father waiting for me at the foot of the staircase.
"Good morning father."
"You are late."
That is his typical greeting. He turns towards the dungeons.
"Come"
And starts walking down. I follow behind him, my cloak billowing. The dungeon is very dark, with only the oil lamps for light. Father stops in front of one of the cells and hands me a tray. On it is a few chunks of bread and cheese, a bowl of hot water and some rags.
"He is getting weaker. You must get him to eat and clean him up or else he is useless to us."
He opens the door for me and motions for me to go inside. "I will leave the door open for you, there is no chance of him escaping." he says, and then pushes me inside.
It takes my eyes a few seconds to adjust, and then I see a lone figure sitting in the very far corner of the cell. As I approach I notice that his hands are bound behind him, and his feet are shackled to the floor. A thick clothe covers his mouth, gagging him. His head rests against the wall and his eyes are closed. Blood is caked around the gag and on his forehead. I see many bruises and abrasions. Poor man. I cannot tell if he is asleep or not. As I approach him slowly, his eyes snap open and he looks at me with steely grey eyes.
"Hello" I say softly, hoping he understands common tongue. He remains motionless, but keeps his eyes on me. I kneel down next to him, this startles him and he tries to move away from me but cannot. His bounds make it impossible for him to move at all.
"Its alright. I just brought you some food" I tell him, and then I undo the gag and untie his wrists. He remains motionless for a few seconds, then pulls his hands in front of him and winces softly. I see bloody rope marks on his wrists.
"Here" I tell him, wetting the rag and handing it to him "clean yourself up, you cannot risk getting an infection". He takes the rag and wipes his face and hands. When he is done I take the rag and give him a chunk of bread.
"Eat." I tell him. He takes the bread in one hand but does not eat it. He stares at me, his eyes narrowing.
"Why are you helping me?" he whispers softly.
I try to hide my pained expression. "Because it is my duty. I am a servant of Saruman." His eyes flash with fear, he throws the bread to the ground. "then why should I trust you?"
"Because I am the only thing you can trust in this place."
He glares at me "Get out. I am will not make alliances with the enemy."
I hesitate for only a second, then I reach for the shackles hanging from the ceiling. In a quick flawless motion I clip them on his wrists.
"The you have chosen to remain friendless." I tell him coldly then I leave, slamming the door shut behind me.
*what do ya'll think? Should I continue? Please read and review!*
