Well. . .this was supposed to be up yesterday. . . but I had a stupid
report on the separation of church and state that I had to do. . .so here
it is now. . . enjoy!
Let me make one more statement: I was considering another title for chapter 9, which (the considered title that is) was 'The Betrayal of...Rinathen!?' Now, you can make of that what ever you wish, but I just thought you might want to know that. . .for some . . . odd. . . reason. . . **shrug** but don't give up on Rinathen JUST yet ^.^
{ . . .} : translation
= . . . =: song
(* . . . *): me
(. . .) : not me
[. . .] : Elvish
ALL CAP. WORDS : italics (/emphasis)
~*. . .*~ : time change
Disclaimer: See previous chapters.
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Chapter 10: A Change From Joy to Grimness
Owacyn was preparing to sneak out of Rinathen's tent. Rinathen moved in front of him and kissed him lightly, "My love. . ." she kissed him again, deeper, as Owacyn pulled her closer to him. "When-"
"WH- RINATHEN! WHAT IS GOING ON HERE?!" Rinathen spun around in Owacyn's arms. Gimli was standing at the tent opening, looking at her like she had suddenly sprouted four additional heads. The sudden outburst brought Mercad running, ready to unsheathe his sword if need be. He surveyed the scene, nothing too out of the ordinary: the dwarf standing, staring at Lady Talithia like she was mad, Owacyn with his- that was it, he realized, that was what Gimli waws raging about. He looked from his Queen to Owacyn and back again. Mercad fixedly stared at Rinathen silently, and then said softly, "My Lady, if that is your decision for Kianorla's future, so be it, but I will not take any part in such a downfall as is inevitable if that be your path."
Rinathen looked back at him, "Where do you plan to go then?"
Gimli, who seemed to have slightly recovered from the shock of seeing Rinathen with Owacyn, now glared at her. "You said that you were coming here to rescue Legolas; you said you loved HIM, and no one else. He loved you. . .why would you betray him?"
"If he had loved me, as you say he did, he would have come for me, not abandon me and leave me to be tortured."
Gimli spluttered. Mercad answered the question Rinathen had asked him originally, "I will go and aid Aragorn. May Kianorla's fate not be so disastrous that it never rises to power again." With that he strode out of the tent. Gimli glared at Rinathen for a few moments and then followed him.
Owacyn dropped his arms from Rinathen's waist. She turned and looked worriedly into his eyes. He smiled reassuringly and lightly kissed her, "Some of the men will wonder. . ."
"Then we will have to tell them the truth- all of it. . . I don't want to have soldiers that will turn traitor."
Owacyn nodded, he was not sure that Febrindil would agree with the entire army knowing who they were going to be fighting for, but he could deny her nothing. He kissed her gently and left the tent to bring the troops together for Rinathen to inform them of the changes made to their plans.
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Aragorn was just finishing up breakfast when a knock came to the door. 'Great, that's just grand!' he thought as he tried to chew his way around an especially large piece of bacon. Another, heavier and much more impatient knock came. Aragorn gave up on the food, "Mufome inuf!" was all he could get out as a few loose pieces of cooked meat flew from his mouth (*a little too OOC??? Yeah, who cares*). Gimli burst through the study door, breathing heavily. A man Aragorn recognized as Mercad that had arrived with Rinathen was with the dwarf. Aragorn raised an eyebrow and forced the food down his throat. "What is it?"
"Rinathen!" Gimli breathed heavily, "She . . . She . . . She betrayed Legolas!"
Aragorn took a moment to process this information. When it finally registered that Gimli had just said that Rinathen had betrayed Legolas- the ONLY one she had EVER given her love to- was absolutely absurd! He almost burst out laughing. "Gimli, what is this that you mean? Certainly Rinathen would do no such thing."
"She has." Mercad said quietly from the chair he had chosen across from Aragorn. "But it is not only he that she betrayed in giving her love to Owacyn. . ."
Aragorn raised his eyebrows. "Wh- She gave her love. . . to. . . WHO?"
"Owacyn," Gimli said as if he had the taste of twenty lemons in his mouth.
Aragorn was shocked to say the least. After a few moments he spoke, "Who else did she betray?"
Mercad shook his head, "Middle-earth- us especially." Gimli and Aragorn both sat up, that had caught their attention. "On our way through Mordor I noticed that Owacyn always seemed to disappear after dinner, and then no one could find him until morning. When Lad- Rinathen finally questioned him about, he said that he went off to keep a second watch farther off, and it was easier to sleep where he kept watch than come back to camp. None of the others thought much of it, but I never liked Owacyn much: he was always trying to get too friendly with Rinathen for starters, and I just didn't trust him. One night that I didn't have watch I followed him. He went to a hidden camp a ways back from ours. When he made his way back from the camp next morning, I did nothing, but the next night I left earlier than him and spied on the camp. It was Fribrindel and a small host of his minions. I pieced it together. Owacyn was Fribrindel's ticket into Kianorla."
"And so Rinathen is betraying Legolas for one that doesn't even love her. . ." Gimli said sullen.
"Oh, no. . . I believe Owacyn loves her true enough, but he WILL persuade her to join Fribrindel by whatever means necessary."
"So then it is folly to put off war." Aragorn said, standing up. The other two rose also. "Gimli, find Faramir, I will need his help in assembling the army. Mercad . . ." The king looked at the Man questioningly as Gimli left to find Faramir.
"I give my loyalty to you, King Elassar. I no longer serve Kianorla," Mercad, understanding Aragorn's apprehension.
Aragorn nodded, "It is appreciated. We will need your knowledge of Rinathen's battle strategies and whatever you can tell us about Owacyn and Fribrindel."
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Rinathen sighed. The worst was over. It had taken half the night talking to the troops about what they were going to be doing, not all had readily agreed to the proposed allegiance with Fribrindel. In the end however, they had all been persuaded to follow their queen. Rinathen was lucky that her people were so faithful to her. She didn't like having to lie to them and tell them that nothing had happened that morning with Gimli and Mercad and that they had left on orders, but some sacrifices had to be made. She was learning that quickly.
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~*two days later*~
Rinathen sat quietly, fully dressed in her war gear. They had come to the point in their journey where Rinathen had to part with the troops for a little time to assure Fribrindel and his orcs that she had crossed sides. Owacyn would lead the troops two days behind her, she didn't like leaving without Owacyn, but it would be safer for her and the troops- and they still needed Legolas and Arwen to lure Aragorn into surrendering. If Fribrindel gained her troops, he would simply kill the three elves for risk of Rinathen turning traitor on him.
Owacyn groaned as he woke up and rolled onto his back to look up at his lover. She took no notice of his waking. He gently placed a hand on her tense shoulder and she relaxed. Rinathen turned to look at him, sorrow in her eyes. "I have to leave now."
Owacyn understood, but he didn't like it. He was worried that Fribrindel's archers would mistake her for a foe and shoot her down. He doubted that would happen, certainly Fribrindel would have told his scouts to be on the look out for a female elf of her description. That was still no guarantee that they would not harm her. "I wish you would let me go with you. . ."
Rinathen leaned over him and kissed him lightly, "I know . . . but you need to lead the troops. Watch for possible traitors." She kissed him again, "I love you, farewell until we meet again."
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Legolas felt the internal pain pulse through his veins; the pain of being betrayed. He took no heed of it. Legolas was lost in despair and he felt numb to the pain, although it still seared through him.
Then he felt it lift. Gradually the pain left him. It seemed almost as if someone had had him on a taught leash, and was slowly releasing the pressure. Legolas sighed as almost all pain left him and gave his self to sleep.
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Rinathen galloped towards the place where she remembered the path to the hidden fortress. She came to a clump of trees. She urged her horse through the brush. The trees grew taller and denser around her. She slowed her horse to a deliberate trot and strained her elven ears . . . there: the light sound of orc feet shifting position. She halted her steed and waited silently. Then she spoke, "You're getting slower Erurbag: used to be that I'd be on the ground bleeding freely by now."
She heard a soft laugh (*return of my laughing orcs! Hehe*) and turned to face Erurbag. "Also used to be yew weren't wanted alive by my Lord."
"It seems that's not the only thing that's changed. I seem to remember you less ugly then you are now." She said with a smirk. She could see malice and wish to wring her neck in his eyes, but they both knew that he could do nothing or else suffer the wrath of Fribrindel. "I expect you have been sent to give me an escort to your lovely. . . 'domain'?"
Erurbag muttered something to himself and motioned for her to follow him. Rinathen wished he would move faster towards the stronghold; she wanted as much time alone to speak with Fribrindel as possible before her troops arrived.
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Aragorn was staring out of one of the west windows in his audience room. He had been speaking with his officers about the coming war. Now he was alone, really alone. True, he had his friend Gimli to aid him in the war, but there was that awful cold, emptiness on the other side of his bed at night. "Arwen. . . " he said softly. He thought for several more moments and sighed heavily. "It's too soon . . . too soon to start another war. . ." 'But there's no way around it,' a voice inside his head said. He sighed again.
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Erurbag led Rinathen to what looked like a mound of solid rock. Suddenly, a gaping hole opened in the center. Rinathen looked at the darkness in apprehension, but continued after Erurbag into the dark depths. 'Valar protect me,' she thought as the rock filled again after her, throwing them into darkness save the single torch that Erurbag had collected from a bracket near the entrance. Erurbag looked back at her on her mount still. He nodded to the floor and she complied by slipping off her horse's back. They continued down the passage for some time until they came to a solid door. Somewhere from behind the door, someone pulled the chains that raised the door open. The large room seemed to glow red with torchlight. The several orcs that had been passing through stopped what they were doing to look at her. Some of them snarled; they were the ones that Rinathen recognized from the last time she had 'resided' in these halls. "Welcome home!" Erurbag said tauntingly.
Rinathen fixed him with a cold glare and said curtly, "You will show me to Fribrindel now."
The orc's face fell and he snorted, "It won't be yew that says when yew'll be seein Lord Fribrindel; yer his guest in his house."
"Fine," Rinathen said airily, "Then go ask him when I'll be speaking with him. I'll wait here."
A smaller orc came up to Erurbag and whispered something in his ear. Erurbag nodded, "Yew'll be talking with Lord Fribrindel over lunch. I'm to- "
"Then go tell him that I wish to have lunch now."
Rinathen could tell she was getting on his nerves. Erurbag glowered at her then asked the small orc something Rinathen didn't quite catch. He motioned for her to follow him. Erurbag led her down a corridor to the left. They followed the maze of tunnels down, they finally came to a hallway lined with sturdy doors; the dungeons. Her horse whinnied softly; it didn't like the long, dark tunnels. Rinathen patted its neck and whispered to it reassuringly in Elvish. Erurbag stopped at a door and knocked. Rinathen could almost smell the fresh blood as the door opened. Fribrindel stood, a bloodied whip in his right hand, he looked at Erurbag questioningly, and then he noticed Rinathen standing behind him. "Ah, Rinathen my dear. . ." His eyes shifted to the prisoner hidden from her view. Rinathen thought she heard a ragged, but sharp, intake of breath, but she couldn't be sure. Her heart was beating so fast it almost drowned out all other sound. "I have someone I think you would like to . . . visit." His eyes glinted malevolently.
The door slowly swung open. Rinathen all but held back the gasp she about uttered. The bloody heap on the floor of her old cell moved painfully. If it had not been for his relieved, bright blue eyes, Rinathen never would have recognized the elf lying in the puddle of his own blood to be Legolas. She was about to shove past Erurbag and Fribrindel and run to him; help him, but she fought back the urge, 'My love belongs to Owacyn now. . .' she told herself. Legolas noticed the sudden change from joy to grimness in her eyes and felt despair take hold of him again, he felt he suddenly knew what had caused the torturous, internal pains from the past days.
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Aww. . . Don't you feel just so bad for Legolas? Good! Get used to it, because that is just a TASTE of what I'm about to do!**lightning/thunder in background**MAUHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! *ahem . . .yes. . .uh. . . yeah
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Let me make one more statement: I was considering another title for chapter 9, which (the considered title that is) was 'The Betrayal of...Rinathen!?' Now, you can make of that what ever you wish, but I just thought you might want to know that. . .for some . . . odd. . . reason. . . **shrug** but don't give up on Rinathen JUST yet ^.^
{ . . .} : translation
= . . . =: song
(* . . . *): me
(. . .) : not me
[. . .] : Elvish
ALL CAP. WORDS : italics (/emphasis)
~*. . .*~ : time change
Disclaimer: See previous chapters.
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Chapter 10: A Change From Joy to Grimness
Owacyn was preparing to sneak out of Rinathen's tent. Rinathen moved in front of him and kissed him lightly, "My love. . ." she kissed him again, deeper, as Owacyn pulled her closer to him. "When-"
"WH- RINATHEN! WHAT IS GOING ON HERE?!" Rinathen spun around in Owacyn's arms. Gimli was standing at the tent opening, looking at her like she had suddenly sprouted four additional heads. The sudden outburst brought Mercad running, ready to unsheathe his sword if need be. He surveyed the scene, nothing too out of the ordinary: the dwarf standing, staring at Lady Talithia like she was mad, Owacyn with his- that was it, he realized, that was what Gimli waws raging about. He looked from his Queen to Owacyn and back again. Mercad fixedly stared at Rinathen silently, and then said softly, "My Lady, if that is your decision for Kianorla's future, so be it, but I will not take any part in such a downfall as is inevitable if that be your path."
Rinathen looked back at him, "Where do you plan to go then?"
Gimli, who seemed to have slightly recovered from the shock of seeing Rinathen with Owacyn, now glared at her. "You said that you were coming here to rescue Legolas; you said you loved HIM, and no one else. He loved you. . .why would you betray him?"
"If he had loved me, as you say he did, he would have come for me, not abandon me and leave me to be tortured."
Gimli spluttered. Mercad answered the question Rinathen had asked him originally, "I will go and aid Aragorn. May Kianorla's fate not be so disastrous that it never rises to power again." With that he strode out of the tent. Gimli glared at Rinathen for a few moments and then followed him.
Owacyn dropped his arms from Rinathen's waist. She turned and looked worriedly into his eyes. He smiled reassuringly and lightly kissed her, "Some of the men will wonder. . ."
"Then we will have to tell them the truth- all of it. . . I don't want to have soldiers that will turn traitor."
Owacyn nodded, he was not sure that Febrindil would agree with the entire army knowing who they were going to be fighting for, but he could deny her nothing. He kissed her gently and left the tent to bring the troops together for Rinathen to inform them of the changes made to their plans.
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Aragorn was just finishing up breakfast when a knock came to the door. 'Great, that's just grand!' he thought as he tried to chew his way around an especially large piece of bacon. Another, heavier and much more impatient knock came. Aragorn gave up on the food, "Mufome inuf!" was all he could get out as a few loose pieces of cooked meat flew from his mouth (*a little too OOC??? Yeah, who cares*). Gimli burst through the study door, breathing heavily. A man Aragorn recognized as Mercad that had arrived with Rinathen was with the dwarf. Aragorn raised an eyebrow and forced the food down his throat. "What is it?"
"Rinathen!" Gimli breathed heavily, "She . . . She . . . She betrayed Legolas!"
Aragorn took a moment to process this information. When it finally registered that Gimli had just said that Rinathen had betrayed Legolas- the ONLY one she had EVER given her love to- was absolutely absurd! He almost burst out laughing. "Gimli, what is this that you mean? Certainly Rinathen would do no such thing."
"She has." Mercad said quietly from the chair he had chosen across from Aragorn. "But it is not only he that she betrayed in giving her love to Owacyn. . ."
Aragorn raised his eyebrows. "Wh- She gave her love. . . to. . . WHO?"
"Owacyn," Gimli said as if he had the taste of twenty lemons in his mouth.
Aragorn was shocked to say the least. After a few moments he spoke, "Who else did she betray?"
Mercad shook his head, "Middle-earth- us especially." Gimli and Aragorn both sat up, that had caught their attention. "On our way through Mordor I noticed that Owacyn always seemed to disappear after dinner, and then no one could find him until morning. When Lad- Rinathen finally questioned him about, he said that he went off to keep a second watch farther off, and it was easier to sleep where he kept watch than come back to camp. None of the others thought much of it, but I never liked Owacyn much: he was always trying to get too friendly with Rinathen for starters, and I just didn't trust him. One night that I didn't have watch I followed him. He went to a hidden camp a ways back from ours. When he made his way back from the camp next morning, I did nothing, but the next night I left earlier than him and spied on the camp. It was Fribrindel and a small host of his minions. I pieced it together. Owacyn was Fribrindel's ticket into Kianorla."
"And so Rinathen is betraying Legolas for one that doesn't even love her. . ." Gimli said sullen.
"Oh, no. . . I believe Owacyn loves her true enough, but he WILL persuade her to join Fribrindel by whatever means necessary."
"So then it is folly to put off war." Aragorn said, standing up. The other two rose also. "Gimli, find Faramir, I will need his help in assembling the army. Mercad . . ." The king looked at the Man questioningly as Gimli left to find Faramir.
"I give my loyalty to you, King Elassar. I no longer serve Kianorla," Mercad, understanding Aragorn's apprehension.
Aragorn nodded, "It is appreciated. We will need your knowledge of Rinathen's battle strategies and whatever you can tell us about Owacyn and Fribrindel."
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Rinathen sighed. The worst was over. It had taken half the night talking to the troops about what they were going to be doing, not all had readily agreed to the proposed allegiance with Fribrindel. In the end however, they had all been persuaded to follow their queen. Rinathen was lucky that her people were so faithful to her. She didn't like having to lie to them and tell them that nothing had happened that morning with Gimli and Mercad and that they had left on orders, but some sacrifices had to be made. She was learning that quickly.
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~*two days later*~
Rinathen sat quietly, fully dressed in her war gear. They had come to the point in their journey where Rinathen had to part with the troops for a little time to assure Fribrindel and his orcs that she had crossed sides. Owacyn would lead the troops two days behind her, she didn't like leaving without Owacyn, but it would be safer for her and the troops- and they still needed Legolas and Arwen to lure Aragorn into surrendering. If Fribrindel gained her troops, he would simply kill the three elves for risk of Rinathen turning traitor on him.
Owacyn groaned as he woke up and rolled onto his back to look up at his lover. She took no notice of his waking. He gently placed a hand on her tense shoulder and she relaxed. Rinathen turned to look at him, sorrow in her eyes. "I have to leave now."
Owacyn understood, but he didn't like it. He was worried that Fribrindel's archers would mistake her for a foe and shoot her down. He doubted that would happen, certainly Fribrindel would have told his scouts to be on the look out for a female elf of her description. That was still no guarantee that they would not harm her. "I wish you would let me go with you. . ."
Rinathen leaned over him and kissed him lightly, "I know . . . but you need to lead the troops. Watch for possible traitors." She kissed him again, "I love you, farewell until we meet again."
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Legolas felt the internal pain pulse through his veins; the pain of being betrayed. He took no heed of it. Legolas was lost in despair and he felt numb to the pain, although it still seared through him.
Then he felt it lift. Gradually the pain left him. It seemed almost as if someone had had him on a taught leash, and was slowly releasing the pressure. Legolas sighed as almost all pain left him and gave his self to sleep.
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Rinathen galloped towards the place where she remembered the path to the hidden fortress. She came to a clump of trees. She urged her horse through the brush. The trees grew taller and denser around her. She slowed her horse to a deliberate trot and strained her elven ears . . . there: the light sound of orc feet shifting position. She halted her steed and waited silently. Then she spoke, "You're getting slower Erurbag: used to be that I'd be on the ground bleeding freely by now."
She heard a soft laugh (*return of my laughing orcs! Hehe*) and turned to face Erurbag. "Also used to be yew weren't wanted alive by my Lord."
"It seems that's not the only thing that's changed. I seem to remember you less ugly then you are now." She said with a smirk. She could see malice and wish to wring her neck in his eyes, but they both knew that he could do nothing or else suffer the wrath of Fribrindel. "I expect you have been sent to give me an escort to your lovely. . . 'domain'?"
Erurbag muttered something to himself and motioned for her to follow him. Rinathen wished he would move faster towards the stronghold; she wanted as much time alone to speak with Fribrindel as possible before her troops arrived.
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Aragorn was staring out of one of the west windows in his audience room. He had been speaking with his officers about the coming war. Now he was alone, really alone. True, he had his friend Gimli to aid him in the war, but there was that awful cold, emptiness on the other side of his bed at night. "Arwen. . . " he said softly. He thought for several more moments and sighed heavily. "It's too soon . . . too soon to start another war. . ." 'But there's no way around it,' a voice inside his head said. He sighed again.
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Erurbag led Rinathen to what looked like a mound of solid rock. Suddenly, a gaping hole opened in the center. Rinathen looked at the darkness in apprehension, but continued after Erurbag into the dark depths. 'Valar protect me,' she thought as the rock filled again after her, throwing them into darkness save the single torch that Erurbag had collected from a bracket near the entrance. Erurbag looked back at her on her mount still. He nodded to the floor and she complied by slipping off her horse's back. They continued down the passage for some time until they came to a solid door. Somewhere from behind the door, someone pulled the chains that raised the door open. The large room seemed to glow red with torchlight. The several orcs that had been passing through stopped what they were doing to look at her. Some of them snarled; they were the ones that Rinathen recognized from the last time she had 'resided' in these halls. "Welcome home!" Erurbag said tauntingly.
Rinathen fixed him with a cold glare and said curtly, "You will show me to Fribrindel now."
The orc's face fell and he snorted, "It won't be yew that says when yew'll be seein Lord Fribrindel; yer his guest in his house."
"Fine," Rinathen said airily, "Then go ask him when I'll be speaking with him. I'll wait here."
A smaller orc came up to Erurbag and whispered something in his ear. Erurbag nodded, "Yew'll be talking with Lord Fribrindel over lunch. I'm to- "
"Then go tell him that I wish to have lunch now."
Rinathen could tell she was getting on his nerves. Erurbag glowered at her then asked the small orc something Rinathen didn't quite catch. He motioned for her to follow him. Erurbag led her down a corridor to the left. They followed the maze of tunnels down, they finally came to a hallway lined with sturdy doors; the dungeons. Her horse whinnied softly; it didn't like the long, dark tunnels. Rinathen patted its neck and whispered to it reassuringly in Elvish. Erurbag stopped at a door and knocked. Rinathen could almost smell the fresh blood as the door opened. Fribrindel stood, a bloodied whip in his right hand, he looked at Erurbag questioningly, and then he noticed Rinathen standing behind him. "Ah, Rinathen my dear. . ." His eyes shifted to the prisoner hidden from her view. Rinathen thought she heard a ragged, but sharp, intake of breath, but she couldn't be sure. Her heart was beating so fast it almost drowned out all other sound. "I have someone I think you would like to . . . visit." His eyes glinted malevolently.
The door slowly swung open. Rinathen all but held back the gasp she about uttered. The bloody heap on the floor of her old cell moved painfully. If it had not been for his relieved, bright blue eyes, Rinathen never would have recognized the elf lying in the puddle of his own blood to be Legolas. She was about to shove past Erurbag and Fribrindel and run to him; help him, but she fought back the urge, 'My love belongs to Owacyn now. . .' she told herself. Legolas noticed the sudden change from joy to grimness in her eyes and felt despair take hold of him again, he felt he suddenly knew what had caused the torturous, internal pains from the past days.
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Aww. . . Don't you feel just so bad for Legolas? Good! Get used to it, because that is just a TASTE of what I'm about to do!**lightning/thunder in background**MAUHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! *ahem . . .yes. . .uh. . . yeah
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