Author: Arinya
Rating:R
Summary: Sam is forced to retell all the things that happened after the Fellowship had succeeded in destroying the Ring. All the members of the Fellowship have their own problems. Darkness returns, and Love struggles to conquer all. But as the problems mount up to a peak, can they survive? And can Sam bear telling his audience the true story?
Chapter Thirty One: Plans
"Thranduil, the decor here is...quite ravishing" she lied, letting go of a dust crusted curtain in barely concealed disgust.
"Why thank you My Lady"
Thranduil eagerly lead Galadriel to his conference room.
"What brings you here?"
Galadriel, on the other side of the table from Thranduil, put her palms down on the table, her golden tresses falling around her face.
"I have a proposition Thranduil, to bring you all the power you could ever wish for, and for revenge against your son"
Someone in the elf king stirred.
"You have my attention My Lady, what is this you have to say to me?"
"In Lothlorien, I have ten thousand strong uruk-hai and more at my command. Can you rally your elves to a formidible army Thranduil? Can you harness the power you have at your hand now to gather more?"
Her bright blue eyes pierced into him. His own dark ones could not focus, his mind was in disarray, yet he knew what he would be saying.
"Yes. Yes I can. They will be fighting alongside you"
"Against Rohan, even against Gondor?"
"Yes! I will crush men under my foot!"
Thranduil slammed his fist into the table. Galadriel straightened, smiling.
"Good. When will they be ready?"
"a week" said Thranduil
"Four days" said Galadriel immediatly.
"Four days" said Thranduil, nodding.
Galadriel shook Thranduil's hand.
"Then end of men" said Thranduil
"And the rising of the true rulers" said Galadriel
'True ruler' she thought and took her hand back.