Chapter Ten
Rhiadrieal found Pereth, outside, walking thorough the hills with two of his friends. No doubt planning another rape, she though grimly. "Ah," he said, "Lady Rhiadrieal, it is good to see that you are back."
"Really," she spat. "I couldn't have guessed. You and I have a score to settle Pereth!"
"That being?" he asked politely.
"You know what I mean!" Rhiadrieal screamed, but she didn't see Sdhorim climbing the hill. Both of Pereth's friends notched arrows to their bows and drew them back.
Pereth smiled at Rhiadrieal and said, "oh. That. Well, I have to say, either you call you wolf off, or we'll kill him."
"Sdhorim!" Rhiadrieal screamed, seeing him. "Don't attack them!" Sdhorim paid no heed and continued to run up the hill. When he reached the top, they fired. Rhiadrieal screamed, tears in her eyes. One had hit him in the neck, burying itself deep into the thick fur around it. The other hit his lower back, right by the spine; his back legs buckled and stopped moving. He howled in pain, it was the pain that maddened him and the pain that gave him the strength to do what he did.
Sdhorim launched himself at one, and ripped at his throat with his mouth, killing him almost instantly. Pereth snarled at the wolf and drew his sword. And raised it above his head, the steel glinted in the moonlight, and brought the blade sweeping down on Sdhorim's neck, nearly beheading the wolf. The wolf uttered one last, blood chilling howl and fell to his feet, dead. "Sdhorim!" Rhiadrieal shrieked hysterically, tears running down her face and ran up the hill to fall next to the wolf's fallen body.
"No wolf can be tamed," Pereth told Rhiadrieal coldly, as she wept over Sdhorim's body.
***
Rhiadrieal knocked on Legolas' door. She had washed the wolf blood of her hands and changed back into her dress. He opened the door and she asked, her voice faint, "may I come in?"
Legolas let her in, and asked, 'what's wrong?" He had seen the blood shot eyes and that the light in them was gone.
"It's Sdhorim," Rhiadrieal whispered, sitting on his bed.
"What about Sdhorim?" Legolas asked, sitting beside her.
"He's – " Rhiadrieal started but stopped, saying it finalized it. She took a deep breath and said, "he's dead. Pereth killed him." Tears flowed down her cheeks again, this time in a silent flow. Legolas pulled her closer, lost for words and kissed her forehead.
Rhiadrieal closed her eyes and started sobbing uncontrollably. She buried her face in Legolas' shoulder and cried herself to sleep.
Rhiadrieal found Pereth, outside, walking thorough the hills with two of his friends. No doubt planning another rape, she though grimly. "Ah," he said, "Lady Rhiadrieal, it is good to see that you are back."
"Really," she spat. "I couldn't have guessed. You and I have a score to settle Pereth!"
"That being?" he asked politely.
"You know what I mean!" Rhiadrieal screamed, but she didn't see Sdhorim climbing the hill. Both of Pereth's friends notched arrows to their bows and drew them back.
Pereth smiled at Rhiadrieal and said, "oh. That. Well, I have to say, either you call you wolf off, or we'll kill him."
"Sdhorim!" Rhiadrieal screamed, seeing him. "Don't attack them!" Sdhorim paid no heed and continued to run up the hill. When he reached the top, they fired. Rhiadrieal screamed, tears in her eyes. One had hit him in the neck, burying itself deep into the thick fur around it. The other hit his lower back, right by the spine; his back legs buckled and stopped moving. He howled in pain, it was the pain that maddened him and the pain that gave him the strength to do what he did.
Sdhorim launched himself at one, and ripped at his throat with his mouth, killing him almost instantly. Pereth snarled at the wolf and drew his sword. And raised it above his head, the steel glinted in the moonlight, and brought the blade sweeping down on Sdhorim's neck, nearly beheading the wolf. The wolf uttered one last, blood chilling howl and fell to his feet, dead. "Sdhorim!" Rhiadrieal shrieked hysterically, tears running down her face and ran up the hill to fall next to the wolf's fallen body.
"No wolf can be tamed," Pereth told Rhiadrieal coldly, as she wept over Sdhorim's body.
***
Rhiadrieal knocked on Legolas' door. She had washed the wolf blood of her hands and changed back into her dress. He opened the door and she asked, her voice faint, "may I come in?"
Legolas let her in, and asked, 'what's wrong?" He had seen the blood shot eyes and that the light in them was gone.
"It's Sdhorim," Rhiadrieal whispered, sitting on his bed.
"What about Sdhorim?" Legolas asked, sitting beside her.
"He's – " Rhiadrieal started but stopped, saying it finalized it. She took a deep breath and said, "he's dead. Pereth killed him." Tears flowed down her cheeks again, this time in a silent flow. Legolas pulled her closer, lost for words and kissed her forehead.
Rhiadrieal closed her eyes and started sobbing uncontrollably. She buried her face in Legolas' shoulder and cried herself to sleep.