To Odd-I-See, thanks, I've already started on the rewrite, but of course it will be much different though also some things will be the same…have you read the whole series? Just wondered…
Chapter 20--A Woman Scorned
All too soon for Legolas' taste Deirdre returned and it was obvious she was still furious. Legolas watched her warily as she stormed across the room. "Damned fools, how could they let her escape? If they do not find her heads will roll!!" she growled.
Legolas fought back laughter, knowing it would be a bad idea to laugh now. Inwardly he was immensely enjoying her discomfort.
Deirdre suddenly glared at him. "I know you think this amusing," she growled and stalked over to stand in front of him. "Know this, you will never leave here alive. If a force comes from Gondor to free you I will cut your throat and throw your corpse from the wall. I swear it," she hissed.
Legolas couldn't quite hide a shudder at her words, especially since she meant it. He refused to back off though. "Then kill me now for I will never be yours," he challenged.
"No, my golden treasure, you do not get off so easily. You will live until they come so I may enjoy your body," Deirdre said. Suddenly she seemed to switch thoughts. "Stand up, I did not give you permission to remain seated in my presence!" She didn't bother to wait for Legolas to stand. She dragged him roughly to his feet by his hair.
Legolas winced as his hair was yanked then he was being dragged across the room and into the bath chamber.
Once inside, Deirdre let go of his hair. "You are filthy and I cannot abide filth. Take off your clothes!" she ordered. She yelled impatiently for a servant as she stalked out of the room.
Before long servants brought water and filled the tub then laid out towels and soap. After they were done Deirdre ordered them out then glared at Legolas. "I told you to remove your clothes!" she yelled.
Legolas was clad in just his leggings and he was not going to meekly remove them for her. "Nay, I will not," he said.
"What?" Deirdre asked in a dangerously soft voice.
Legolas lifted his chin proudly. "I said nay," he repeated.
"Damn you, you have no rights here. You belong to me and I may do whatever I wish to you! Do as I said or I promise you that I will hurt you!" Deirdre shouted. She stormed over to him.
Legolas knew he was in for a beating or worse, but he still refused to back down. "Nay," he said. It was then he noted that her breath reeked of alcohol.
Deirdre's fist lashed out, catching him in the jaw and sending Legolas sprawling then her foot slammed into his ribs, loud snaps told Legolas that some ribs were broken. That didn't stop her. She kept pounding and kicking him until Legolas lost consciousness. Deirdre stopped then and stood staring down at the battered Elf for a long minute before cursing and storming out of the room.
Legolas woke up still on the floor of the bath chamber. He wasn't sure how long he'd been lying there, but he was sure it had been some time. He painfully rose, wincing as broken bones grated, and made his way into the next room.
Deirdre was sitting in the parlor of the suite. She looked at Legolas and stood. "We need to go into the bedroom so you can lie down on the bed. Your ribs need to be tended," she said.
Legolas hesitated.
"Do not fight me on this. I do not want one of your ribs to puncture a lung. Just do it," Deirdre sighed.
Legolas went into the bedroom with Deirdre close behind. "Get on the bed," Deirdre ordered.
Legolas decided struggling wasn't worth risking a punctured lung and obeyed.
Deirdre brought supplies over to the bedside and went to work. "I really did not mean to hurt you so severely, golden one. I lost my temper and I guess I had a little to much to drink," she said. She helped him sit up then wrapped his ribs tightly. After she was finished she laid him back down and gave him a draught for the pain. "The liquid I gave you will kill the pain and make you sleep. Rest, I will be back soon," she said and left.
I am in so much trouble. I hope Jaisia escapes and gets back to Gondor alright, he thought before the drug sucked him under……
Deirdre is a dangerous woman. Don't you think? We'll get back to Jaisia in the next part…R/R please.
