Person A--Interlude means a pause, rest or intermission, here's more…
Chapter 35--Schemes And Plots
Legolas and Jadriel faced the direction the sounds were coming, ready to fight. A deer bounded out of the foliage and raced off. They looked at each other and relaxed then burst out laughing.
"We got all tensed up for a mere deer," Jadriel laughed.
Legolas lowered his bow. "It was magnificent, perhaps I should have fired. We could have brought it back," he said.
Jadriel's eyes brightened. "It is not to late, we can send the horses home and go after it," he said.
Legolas couldn't help smiling; Jadriel had always loved a good hunt. "Let us go then," he said. They commanded the horses to go home and they trotted off.
Eagerly they began following the track the deer had left behind.
**Meanwhile**
Jandra entered the throne room and bowed to the man that brooded on the throne. "You summoned me, my Liege?" she asked.
Rian studied her. "I did, I have been looking over my late father's plans to invade Mirkwood and I have decided to pursue them," he said. "The land can be cultivated and used to grow crops," he said.
"Your father had said much the same. He would have followed through if he had not been--distracted," Jandra said carefully.
"You mean busy with one of his many male bed slaves. I will not be so foolish," Rian snorted. "My orders have been carried out?"
"Yes, my Liege, the mage's head decorates a pole on the city wall," Jandra said.
"Good, now onto more pleasant things. I have decided to take a bride so I will have a heir as soon as possible," Rian said.
Jandra fought back a smile; she had been in his bed often. "A wise decision, my Liege, do you have one in mind?" she asked.
"Indeed, she is a noblewoman whose family lives here in Minas Tirith. She is biddable and lovely with good bloodlines, the perfect bride for a king," Rian said. He chuckled when he saw the look on Jandra's face that she tried to hide. "Did you believe I would choose you? A bastard mercenary wench? You were only someone to warm my bed. I know why too, I have my own spies," he sneered.
Jandra tried to keep her composure. "My Liege, I do not understand--" she began.
"Of course you do, my scheming lady, you plan to use your body for a crown just like a common strumpet. You are unworthy to become my bride, I admit you are very good in bed," Rian smirked.
Jandra stared, realizing her plans had just crumbled around her. "B-But--" she sputtered.
Rian gestured and two guards entered. "This slut is unworthy of being here. Remove her," he ordered.
The men seized her then stripped off Jandra's weapons. "What do you wish done with her, my Liege?" one asked.
Rian considered then smiled cruelly. "You and your men may have her for your pleasure as long as you wish then her head may decorate a pole next to Galen's," he said. He ignored Jandra screams, curses and protests as she was dragged from the room. His mind had all ready moved to other thoughts.
Jandra fought the men all the way to the barracks, if only she could get her hands on a knife. She might be able to get free or take her life to escape the torture she'd been sentenced too.
The captain looked up as they entered. "What are you doing?" he demanded.
"The King has given us this wench for our pleasure, sir," one said.
"Really," the captain said. He stood and walked over to her. "Well, I suppose I go first." He seized her shirt and tore it open.
Jandra screamed as rough hands fondled her breasts then she was dragged to the floor. The men gathered to watch and sneer as her torment began….
Ugh, the proverbial fate worse then death. Maybe this should be R? Nah, this is nothing compared to some I've seen--what do you guys think? R/R please!!