A/N: Hola! Hey people's, soooo sorry I have not yet updated this in soooo
long. 02-03-03; 3 months to be exact. Like I said before I am truly sorry,
so well I will make it up for chapters of maybe like three tonight. I gotta
think of what I am doing first!
Disclaimer: See Prologue
Chapter Three: "A Plot is Unleashed"
Meanwhile, back in Saruman's land his second son was walking back and forth about willingly as many ladies dressed in all black were creeping about. He called in his servant.
"Pain." He said bitterly remembering his brother's death. He had lived through his brother's death. It's family tradition. The little ork scampered along the black clear marble floor that showed people or thing's reflections. The little ork however slid across it and bumped into a mini statue of Lord Ciriaco. He however was much more handsome than Saruman, and his brother Koryo. "Fear is at is bliss for me.Pain please come here boy." He motioned for him to come with his index finger. The ork ran towards Ciriaco.
"Um.ye.yes sire?" Pain the ugly whimpered. Lord Ciriaco looked at the little wus; he wasn't half as good as many of the adult orks in his land. Ciriaco shook his head and sighed he walked all the way back towards his black and velvet cushioned enormous "throne". He licked his ice blue lips and closed his eyes dreaming of a beautiful Princess elf that would come to him in an instant, and she did. Pain blinked.
"Hello, my sweetums," Ciriaco said opening them. She had on a sapphire velvet dress that went all the way down, practically dragging on the floor and a gold headband on her forehead, and she had long black crimped hair to her back. She looked around and groaned. She new this couldn't be good.
"Ciriaco, how lovely to see you." She said bitterly. He rolled his black bold marble eyes.
"Sariel.Sariel.my dear, you cut me to the quick. How nice it is to see you again. After what fifty years or so, ah whatever it's not important."
Sariel folded her arms and looked disgusted. She noticed that there was a lot of dust on the pillars and over the large tall ceiling and wide walls, with only one small window that was up, really high. "What do you want Ciriaco? I am tired of your dirty work." Sariel sighed and looked at the ground. Pain however, not paying attention was around behind the chair picking up some worms and eating them.mmm, tastes like chicken! Ciriaco smiled and formed a white glowing ball of flames hovering over his two cupped hands.
"See here, Sariel, Arwen is leaving. I know that Aragorn loves you dearly."
"You're lying. And even if he did love me I love another and I would never take Arwen's husband." Sariel said firmly. He just glared at her and kept going on with the plot.
"So, you love another.Elladan do you call him? Well I can arrange that. I want Aragorn dead! I want to rule Middle-Earth as once as father had before! My point is mademoiselle, is this; you will act damsel in distress while lover boy here tries to rescue you. You and him spend time together and then when the time is just perfect for his weakness." He stopped as he grinned. He got off the throne and walked over to Sariel who walked backwards.
"Oh come on mistress, it will be like old times."
"I am not your MISTRESS FOR THE LAST TIME!" Sariel refolded her arms again and turned her back around but he however put his arms around her and she tried to struggle away but it was no use.
"I beg to differ.princess." He called Pain, and he scampered on the floor again and slid to the right falling into a pit of bones. He got up and dusted himself off. He grabbed a scroll from Ciriaco's desk and unchained it. Ciriaco nodded for Pain to read it. His voice was very hoarse and hard for Sariel to hear. So Ciriaco grabbed it and read it himself in his deep malicious voice.
"Rule one, you will always be my mistress for ever and do whatever I ask as told. Rule Two, you will not mock me. Rule Three, you will not contradict me. And Rule Three you are bethroed to me, so in away you get me." He threw it at Pain as he toppled over and ran to go put it away. Sariel pushed him off as he huffed. "I own you Sariel.you should have listened to your father. Don't go wondering off or you will get hurt, never talk to strangers."
"I was fifty then." She said angrily.
"Right.back in the day. You signed on remember, because you couldn't bear to have Haldir, your ex, killed. Yet he ran off with, what was her name? Oh I don't know, but he died anyway!" He bellowed.
Sariel began to have tears fall from her face. He disappeared leaving her there alone to cry the rest of the night. She sighed and snapped her fingers twice as she disappeared too, to her room where Aragorn was standing near her window.
~*End of Prologue~*
A/N2: Hey well what ya think? I kind of need help with more of the plot guys. Can you please give me suggestions? So Sariel made a deal with Ciriaco! Interesting huh? So please I need ideas and I am sooo sorry it too so long guys!
Disclaimer: See Prologue
Chapter Three: "A Plot is Unleashed"
Meanwhile, back in Saruman's land his second son was walking back and forth about willingly as many ladies dressed in all black were creeping about. He called in his servant.
"Pain." He said bitterly remembering his brother's death. He had lived through his brother's death. It's family tradition. The little ork scampered along the black clear marble floor that showed people or thing's reflections. The little ork however slid across it and bumped into a mini statue of Lord Ciriaco. He however was much more handsome than Saruman, and his brother Koryo. "Fear is at is bliss for me.Pain please come here boy." He motioned for him to come with his index finger. The ork ran towards Ciriaco.
"Um.ye.yes sire?" Pain the ugly whimpered. Lord Ciriaco looked at the little wus; he wasn't half as good as many of the adult orks in his land. Ciriaco shook his head and sighed he walked all the way back towards his black and velvet cushioned enormous "throne". He licked his ice blue lips and closed his eyes dreaming of a beautiful Princess elf that would come to him in an instant, and she did. Pain blinked.
"Hello, my sweetums," Ciriaco said opening them. She had on a sapphire velvet dress that went all the way down, practically dragging on the floor and a gold headband on her forehead, and she had long black crimped hair to her back. She looked around and groaned. She new this couldn't be good.
"Ciriaco, how lovely to see you." She said bitterly. He rolled his black bold marble eyes.
"Sariel.Sariel.my dear, you cut me to the quick. How nice it is to see you again. After what fifty years or so, ah whatever it's not important."
Sariel folded her arms and looked disgusted. She noticed that there was a lot of dust on the pillars and over the large tall ceiling and wide walls, with only one small window that was up, really high. "What do you want Ciriaco? I am tired of your dirty work." Sariel sighed and looked at the ground. Pain however, not paying attention was around behind the chair picking up some worms and eating them.mmm, tastes like chicken! Ciriaco smiled and formed a white glowing ball of flames hovering over his two cupped hands.
"See here, Sariel, Arwen is leaving. I know that Aragorn loves you dearly."
"You're lying. And even if he did love me I love another and I would never take Arwen's husband." Sariel said firmly. He just glared at her and kept going on with the plot.
"So, you love another.Elladan do you call him? Well I can arrange that. I want Aragorn dead! I want to rule Middle-Earth as once as father had before! My point is mademoiselle, is this; you will act damsel in distress while lover boy here tries to rescue you. You and him spend time together and then when the time is just perfect for his weakness." He stopped as he grinned. He got off the throne and walked over to Sariel who walked backwards.
"Oh come on mistress, it will be like old times."
"I am not your MISTRESS FOR THE LAST TIME!" Sariel refolded her arms again and turned her back around but he however put his arms around her and she tried to struggle away but it was no use.
"I beg to differ.princess." He called Pain, and he scampered on the floor again and slid to the right falling into a pit of bones. He got up and dusted himself off. He grabbed a scroll from Ciriaco's desk and unchained it. Ciriaco nodded for Pain to read it. His voice was very hoarse and hard for Sariel to hear. So Ciriaco grabbed it and read it himself in his deep malicious voice.
"Rule one, you will always be my mistress for ever and do whatever I ask as told. Rule Two, you will not mock me. Rule Three, you will not contradict me. And Rule Three you are bethroed to me, so in away you get me." He threw it at Pain as he toppled over and ran to go put it away. Sariel pushed him off as he huffed. "I own you Sariel.you should have listened to your father. Don't go wondering off or you will get hurt, never talk to strangers."
"I was fifty then." She said angrily.
"Right.back in the day. You signed on remember, because you couldn't bear to have Haldir, your ex, killed. Yet he ran off with, what was her name? Oh I don't know, but he died anyway!" He bellowed.
Sariel began to have tears fall from her face. He disappeared leaving her there alone to cry the rest of the night. She sighed and snapped her fingers twice as she disappeared too, to her room where Aragorn was standing near her window.
~*End of Prologue~*
A/N2: Hey well what ya think? I kind of need help with more of the plot guys. Can you please give me suggestions? So Sariel made a deal with Ciriaco! Interesting huh? So please I need ideas and I am sooo sorry it too so long guys!