A/N: Before I start this chapter, I should probably restate some credit, and some
new ones have been added:
Andraste Emeraldpetal: my loyal friend and fellow writer. Many ideas came from her,
and I want to thank her for them all.
Sarah (formerly Avarelin Greenleaf): Although not as obsessed with LotR anymore,
Sarah has still stuck by me with this story and my other ones as well, whether it was
by reviewing or giving ideas.
Shadow of Stargate: A wonderful friend and even better boyfriend, his support
through his reviews helps me continue this story as well. Thank you so much, mela
nîn.
Chapter 15: An Unlikely Ally
Dorlas led Galadriel to a room she guessed to be his study. The room was empty
except for a crude desk, a bookshelf, several maps, and...
In the centre of the room, tied to a high-backed chair, was Seregwen. As soon as
she saw the two enter the room, she stiffened in fear.
Dorlas removed Galadriel's bonds first. "Do not be afraid, Seregwen," she consoled
gently, "Dorlas is on our side now."
Seregwen gave her a look that clearly said, "How do you know?"
"We can trust him, mellon nîn. Amargwaith has betrayed him as well."
Seregwen seemed to accept this, and relaxed as Dorlas moved closer to free her
from imprisonment.
"There," Dorlas said as the last ropes fell to the ground, and Seregwen rubbed the
bloody marks left over from where her bonds cut into her wrists. "I'm going to retie
these, a bit looser," he added, glancing at the wounds on the brunette Elf's arms, "so I
can sneak you out of here."
"No!" cried Seregwen, then lowered her voice so as not to be heard through the
walls. "My husband is out there somewhere, and we're not leaving until we've found
him."
"That's impossible!" Dorlas argued. "I've already given him over to my soldiers! He's
as good as dead!"
Surprisingly, Galadriel laughed. "For someone who was raised by Elves, you
certainly don't know much of their history! The Kinslayings will prevent him from
dying."
"Fine!" Dorlas sighed. "But I'm going to get you both out of here first. Go back to
Caras Galadon and stay there."
Seregwen opened her mouth to object, but Dorlas cut her off. "If I'm discovered,
they'll kill us all. The best thing is to sacrifice one instead of three.
After a moment's pause, Seregwen lowered her head in defeat. She saw the logic in
his words, and there was no arguing with it. Silently, she placed her hands behind her
back to be bound again.
~~~~~~~
Haldir bolted through the stone halls of his underground prison. He was amazed that
he had escaped yet a second time from Amargwaith's soldiers. He was even
unharmed this time. He thanked the Valar that the soldiers were Elves and not Orcs,
or he would be facing an entirely different fate. Now, all he had to do was get out of
this place, and that was easier said than done.
Every twist of this absurd maze of stone hallways seemed to bring him deeper and
deeper into the very place he was trying to get out of. All of a sudden, a Human
stepped out and blocked his path.
"You're a tough Elf to find, Haldir," Dorlas smiled.
Haldir skidded to a stop and glared at the dark-haired Man as his arms were
grabbed and roughly placed behind his back. "What are you going to do now?" he
asked. "Torture me to death for your own perverse pleasure?"
Dorlas smiled and whispered in Haldir's ear, "Hardly. I'm here to rescue you. That
was just for show. Now, just play along and you'll be out of here soon."
The Human was true to his word. In less than half an hour, Haldir was out of the
underground cavern.
"Go back to the city," Dorlas instructed, "Galadriel and your wife are already there.
Tell Galadriel I thank her for helping me se the err in my ways. It's quite probable I
won't come back to thank her myself." That said, Dorlas turned and climbed back
into the chamber.
A/N: Sorry about the shortness and lack of description, but I felt I should probably
get something up soon. Bear with me, please. This fic is almost over. There won't be
too many more chapters left to go.
new ones have been added:
Andraste Emeraldpetal: my loyal friend and fellow writer. Many ideas came from her,
and I want to thank her for them all.
Sarah (formerly Avarelin Greenleaf): Although not as obsessed with LotR anymore,
Sarah has still stuck by me with this story and my other ones as well, whether it was
by reviewing or giving ideas.
Shadow of Stargate: A wonderful friend and even better boyfriend, his support
through his reviews helps me continue this story as well. Thank you so much, mela
nîn.
Chapter 15: An Unlikely Ally
Dorlas led Galadriel to a room she guessed to be his study. The room was empty
except for a crude desk, a bookshelf, several maps, and...
In the centre of the room, tied to a high-backed chair, was Seregwen. As soon as
she saw the two enter the room, she stiffened in fear.
Dorlas removed Galadriel's bonds first. "Do not be afraid, Seregwen," she consoled
gently, "Dorlas is on our side now."
Seregwen gave her a look that clearly said, "How do you know?"
"We can trust him, mellon nîn. Amargwaith has betrayed him as well."
Seregwen seemed to accept this, and relaxed as Dorlas moved closer to free her
from imprisonment.
"There," Dorlas said as the last ropes fell to the ground, and Seregwen rubbed the
bloody marks left over from where her bonds cut into her wrists. "I'm going to retie
these, a bit looser," he added, glancing at the wounds on the brunette Elf's arms, "so I
can sneak you out of here."
"No!" cried Seregwen, then lowered her voice so as not to be heard through the
walls. "My husband is out there somewhere, and we're not leaving until we've found
him."
"That's impossible!" Dorlas argued. "I've already given him over to my soldiers! He's
as good as dead!"
Surprisingly, Galadriel laughed. "For someone who was raised by Elves, you
certainly don't know much of their history! The Kinslayings will prevent him from
dying."
"Fine!" Dorlas sighed. "But I'm going to get you both out of here first. Go back to
Caras Galadon and stay there."
Seregwen opened her mouth to object, but Dorlas cut her off. "If I'm discovered,
they'll kill us all. The best thing is to sacrifice one instead of three.
After a moment's pause, Seregwen lowered her head in defeat. She saw the logic in
his words, and there was no arguing with it. Silently, she placed her hands behind her
back to be bound again.
~~~~~~~
Haldir bolted through the stone halls of his underground prison. He was amazed that
he had escaped yet a second time from Amargwaith's soldiers. He was even
unharmed this time. He thanked the Valar that the soldiers were Elves and not Orcs,
or he would be facing an entirely different fate. Now, all he had to do was get out of
this place, and that was easier said than done.
Every twist of this absurd maze of stone hallways seemed to bring him deeper and
deeper into the very place he was trying to get out of. All of a sudden, a Human
stepped out and blocked his path.
"You're a tough Elf to find, Haldir," Dorlas smiled.
Haldir skidded to a stop and glared at the dark-haired Man as his arms were
grabbed and roughly placed behind his back. "What are you going to do now?" he
asked. "Torture me to death for your own perverse pleasure?"
Dorlas smiled and whispered in Haldir's ear, "Hardly. I'm here to rescue you. That
was just for show. Now, just play along and you'll be out of here soon."
The Human was true to his word. In less than half an hour, Haldir was out of the
underground cavern.
"Go back to the city," Dorlas instructed, "Galadriel and your wife are already there.
Tell Galadriel I thank her for helping me se the err in my ways. It's quite probable I
won't come back to thank her myself." That said, Dorlas turned and climbed back
into the chamber.
A/N: Sorry about the shortness and lack of description, but I felt I should probably
get something up soon. Bear with me, please. This fic is almost over. There won't be
too many more chapters left to go.