Chapter II – Discovery
The first thing that was observed about this new arrival was that he was the one who had hit Legolas on the head. Aragorn glared angrily at the man. Filthy, lying rat… We had done nothing to you.
"I am so glad to see you awake… My master has asked that these healing herbs be supplied to you."
"What do you want with us? Why have you brought us here?"
"The question can only be answered when we've decided what we have to gain from you…you will see."
With those puzzling words, he walked towards Aragorn, cut his bonds and stalked out of the cell.
Aragorn muttered curses under his breath, before turning once again to Legolas.
"How do you fare, my friend?"
The elf fixed a wry smile on his friend, not even bothering to answer such a stupid question. Aragorn set to work on the elf's bindings, working carefully so as not to aggravate the broken wrist. When at last his friend was loose, he gently took the wrist in his hands and inspected the broken bones.
He turned to look the elf in the eye and suddenly distress filled his face.
"What happened to the message…?"
Legolas eyes lit up in alarm as he realized the consequences of losing the letter. Frantically, with his good arm, he searched around in his tunic for the envelope he had kept in the inside of his tunic for safekeeping.
"It has been taken, Aragorn."
The prisoners fell silent. If the path before them had been dark before, it had just grown darker.
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Gullinne presented his findings from the two captives proudly.
"So, the elf is a prince of his people?"
"It would seem so sir."
"He must be valuable to his people."
Gullinne kept silent. It was not his place to do anything more. Quietly, he left his master to his own thoughts.
Long had Garith heard of the wealth of elves. They were folk rich in lore and possessions, or so the old tales said. Greed filled Garith's heart at the thought of expending his vast collection of riches. The capture of their prince would seem as good as kidnapping to his people. And kidnappers usually demanded a ransom. Now he wouldn't want to disappoint them, would he? It was time to pay his prisoners a little visit of his own.
TBC …
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