**runs around room in
sheer joy** YEAH YEAH YEAH YEAH!!! The ROTK trailer! YEAH! HAPPINESS! WOOT
WITH ME PEOPLE! **woots** The trailer is just so good! It made it worth
sitting through the stupid Secondhand Lions; it makes up for the fact that
Secondhand Lions sucks!! WOOT! Now I don't think Elijah is insane ofr
thinking that ROTK is better than FOTR and TTT combined! WOOT! **starts
doing happy dance** WOOT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ** 'composes' self to write
chappie**
{ . . .} : translation
= . . . =: song
(* . . . *): me
(. . .) : not me
[. . .] : Elvish
ALL CAP. WORDS : italics (/emphasis)
~*. . .*~ : time change
Disclaimer: See previous chapters.
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Chapter 11: A Chat Over Lunch
Rinathen watched Legolas as his face fell into despair and disbelief. His eyes pleaded with her to say it wasn't true. They both knew it was true though; Rinathen had betrayed Legolas No matter what she did to try to justify it to herself, she knew that she had betrayed him more than anyone ever could. She couldn't stand for the pleading looks Legolas was giving her and turning her gaze to Fribrindel. His grin had disappeared. He was now looking at her questioningly.
Rinathen glowered at him, but said nothing. Finally she spoke, "I assume that Arwen ahs received the same treatment?" she glanced at Legolas and turned back to Fribrindel with a look of disdain.
Fribrindel quailed slightly in her glare but he straightened again. "What if she has been? It is none of your concern of how I treat my prisioners."
Rinathen looked at him, but did not feel inclined to answer. "Fribrindel, you told Owacyn to persuade me to join you did you not?"
"and by the way you entered my domain I expect he succeeded. . ."
"Yes."
"how do I know that you are not simply a spy for Aragorn?"
"because I know his plans for this war and am willing to share all I know," she said with a smile; at least she wasn't dealing with an idiot. Legolas groaned from the floor, he could tell well enough that Rinathen was telling the truth, it was almost certin that Fribrindel would also see that. Fribrindel turned and looked at the dishelved elven prince, despair and desperation was apparent in his every feature; Legolas obcisouly believed her, that gabe Fribrindel enough reason to believe his sister.
"very well then, I would be most pleased if you would take lunch with me."
"I would be glad to."
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Aragorn was wandering through the armory. There was a few men here and there, but for the most part the army hadn't felt the need to arm themselves quite yet. War was near, but not quite yet upon them.
Mercad had proved very useful, but nothing changed the fact that they were at a slight disadvantage. The air was tense all throughout the city. During the times that Aragorn disuised himself and wandered through the city, he heard the civilians discussing the coming war. Most debated if Mercad was to be trusted. Some thought that the whole war was a well-conceived plan of 'that shady so-called elf-queen' to destroy gondor and the race of Men. There were several other rumors flying around that arwen's disappearance had nothing to do with the war and that she was captured by orcs was just a cover-up. The most common story behind this rumor was that Arwen had left Aragorn for Legolas, but there were a few more interesting, original rumors that speckled the gossip. However, most ignored the stories about Arwen for all knew how much their queen and king loved each other.
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Rinathen and Fribrindel had talked abut much over lunch. Rinathen was very pleased with the improvement htat she had made as far as Fribrindel's opinions of her. She wiped her mouth with her napkin and pushed the plate away from her. Fribrindel was finished also and leaned back in his chair.
Fribrindel's personal quarters were much more comfortable then the rest of the fort, the seats were not like the rough-hewn benches in the mess hall, and like the rest of the furnishings were of very high quality. Rinathen looked at him for a few moments, a thick silence enveloping them. Fribrindel shifted unaeasily in his chair.
"They are being tortured more aren't they.: Rinathen said coolly. Again Fribrindel shifted in his seat.
Rinathen sighed impatientally, "Aragorn will not surrender and risk his country and his people for Arwen and Legolas-"
"He will. . ." Fribrindel said slyly, "He will . . ."
"No, he won't. He s reluctant to go into this war enough as it is, he will not surrender IF," she paused to emphize her point, "If they are on the brink of death. . ." her eyes glinted mischiviously.
"Ah. . . I see. . .well . . .i suppose that makes sense. . . My tortures will not be happy . . .but yes. . . what will be the point if they die before the war even begins. . .hmm. . .i . . . I will have to think this over. . . yes. . .Nazshash!" An orc appeared from the shadows behind Fribrindel. Rinahten wondered how much of their conversation would be twisted and spread to make the orcs disturst her even more by the nights end. "Show Lady Einathen to her quarters. She is a GUEST OF MINE. See that she is safe; it would not do if- say, she were to be attacked in the middle of the night would it? The orc grunted, but gave no other sign that he had heard the apparent warning in Fribrindel's words.
Rinathen smiled sweetly as she stood to follow her 'escort', "Thank you for your times Lord Fribrindel, on my peoples and mine behalf, Kianorla is most greatful." Fribrindel smiled back; it made the hair on rinathen's neck stand on end, but she showed no outwards sign that it unnerved her. She quietly followed Nazshash to her quarters and waited in the dark of her rooms. There was tension in the air; something was going to happen that night.
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Dun Dun DUN! Yes, I believe I will leave it at that for the moment. ^.~
By the way, you should all feel very greatful. I origninally typed this up on my new computer, which doesn't have Microsoft Word on it yet, so I just typed it up on Word Processer and guess what! FF.net doesn't let you upload from WP . . . I TRIED to e-mail it over to the laptop that has MW but did it work? No, of course not. . . so I had to print it out and type it all up again. Don't you all feel just so loved? ^.~ well, you should. . . cuz it was NOT fun. . .
Cutie: XP fine then . . . don't read it . . .don't review
Raddiion-hobbitwarrior: Yeah, I'm sorry it's a little confusing. . . it WILL makes sense in the end. . . hopefully **shrug** well, we'll find out won't we! ^.^ Yes, I am very proud! I feel much honored, thank you!
Arien-Kaleniel: Eh. . . that all depends on your definition of 'bad' ^.^ Nah. . . I'm gonna have my fun with this. . .kill Owacyn? Humm.. . You'll just have to wait and see like everybody else. . .thanks for the review!
Original-creativity: she will get redeemed . . . maybe. . Depends . . **shrug** thank you for taking the time to review though!
LADodgers: Is this soon? **shrug** maybe, maybe not. . . well . . . I updated at least. . . ^.^' Thanks!
Orli4eva: Eh, it's okay. . . I didn't really expect one so it's ok. And I didn't REALLY think it was a flame. . . I was just asking if I was SUPPOSED to be offended or something . . .**shrug** but who really cares? Let's just drop this subject altogether! ^.^ thanks for the review! (But your apology is accepted none the less. . . ^.~)
Bandita286: Thank you.
Oh by the way, I was wondering what all your opinions were. . . would you like there to be a happy ending or a tragic ending? **expects demands for a happy ending with ' pink flowers and butterflies' in the words of orli4eva** not that I'm promising anything. . . I just want to know what you all think. . .or if you want a sequel or something of that sort. . .Oh! And I have the perfect way for you to tell me all of this. . .REVIEW! ^.^ ta!
{ . . .} : translation
= . . . =: song
(* . . . *): me
(. . .) : not me
[. . .] : Elvish
ALL CAP. WORDS : italics (/emphasis)
~*. . .*~ : time change
Disclaimer: See previous chapters.
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Chapter 11: A Chat Over Lunch
Rinathen watched Legolas as his face fell into despair and disbelief. His eyes pleaded with her to say it wasn't true. They both knew it was true though; Rinathen had betrayed Legolas No matter what she did to try to justify it to herself, she knew that she had betrayed him more than anyone ever could. She couldn't stand for the pleading looks Legolas was giving her and turning her gaze to Fribrindel. His grin had disappeared. He was now looking at her questioningly.
Rinathen glowered at him, but said nothing. Finally she spoke, "I assume that Arwen ahs received the same treatment?" she glanced at Legolas and turned back to Fribrindel with a look of disdain.
Fribrindel quailed slightly in her glare but he straightened again. "What if she has been? It is none of your concern of how I treat my prisioners."
Rinathen looked at him, but did not feel inclined to answer. "Fribrindel, you told Owacyn to persuade me to join you did you not?"
"and by the way you entered my domain I expect he succeeded. . ."
"Yes."
"how do I know that you are not simply a spy for Aragorn?"
"because I know his plans for this war and am willing to share all I know," she said with a smile; at least she wasn't dealing with an idiot. Legolas groaned from the floor, he could tell well enough that Rinathen was telling the truth, it was almost certin that Fribrindel would also see that. Fribrindel turned and looked at the dishelved elven prince, despair and desperation was apparent in his every feature; Legolas obcisouly believed her, that gabe Fribrindel enough reason to believe his sister.
"very well then, I would be most pleased if you would take lunch with me."
"I would be glad to."
~ ^ ~ ^ ~ ^ ~ ^ ~ ^ ~ ^ ~ ^ ~ ^ ~ ^ ~
Aragorn was wandering through the armory. There was a few men here and there, but for the most part the army hadn't felt the need to arm themselves quite yet. War was near, but not quite yet upon them.
Mercad had proved very useful, but nothing changed the fact that they were at a slight disadvantage. The air was tense all throughout the city. During the times that Aragorn disuised himself and wandered through the city, he heard the civilians discussing the coming war. Most debated if Mercad was to be trusted. Some thought that the whole war was a well-conceived plan of 'that shady so-called elf-queen' to destroy gondor and the race of Men. There were several other rumors flying around that arwen's disappearance had nothing to do with the war and that she was captured by orcs was just a cover-up. The most common story behind this rumor was that Arwen had left Aragorn for Legolas, but there were a few more interesting, original rumors that speckled the gossip. However, most ignored the stories about Arwen for all knew how much their queen and king loved each other.
~ ^ ~ ^ ~ ^ ~ ^ ~ ^ ~ ^ ~ ^ ~ ^ ~ ^ ~
Rinathen and Fribrindel had talked abut much over lunch. Rinathen was very pleased with the improvement htat she had made as far as Fribrindel's opinions of her. She wiped her mouth with her napkin and pushed the plate away from her. Fribrindel was finished also and leaned back in his chair.
Fribrindel's personal quarters were much more comfortable then the rest of the fort, the seats were not like the rough-hewn benches in the mess hall, and like the rest of the furnishings were of very high quality. Rinathen looked at him for a few moments, a thick silence enveloping them. Fribrindel shifted unaeasily in his chair.
"They are being tortured more aren't they.: Rinathen said coolly. Again Fribrindel shifted in his seat.
Rinathen sighed impatientally, "Aragorn will not surrender and risk his country and his people for Arwen and Legolas-"
"He will. . ." Fribrindel said slyly, "He will . . ."
"No, he won't. He s reluctant to go into this war enough as it is, he will not surrender IF," she paused to emphize her point, "If they are on the brink of death. . ." her eyes glinted mischiviously.
"Ah. . . I see. . .well . . .i suppose that makes sense. . . My tortures will not be happy . . .but yes. . . what will be the point if they die before the war even begins. . .hmm. . .i . . . I will have to think this over. . . yes. . .Nazshash!" An orc appeared from the shadows behind Fribrindel. Rinahten wondered how much of their conversation would be twisted and spread to make the orcs disturst her even more by the nights end. "Show Lady Einathen to her quarters. She is a GUEST OF MINE. See that she is safe; it would not do if- say, she were to be attacked in the middle of the night would it? The orc grunted, but gave no other sign that he had heard the apparent warning in Fribrindel's words.
Rinathen smiled sweetly as she stood to follow her 'escort', "Thank you for your times Lord Fribrindel, on my peoples and mine behalf, Kianorla is most greatful." Fribrindel smiled back; it made the hair on rinathen's neck stand on end, but she showed no outwards sign that it unnerved her. She quietly followed Nazshash to her quarters and waited in the dark of her rooms. There was tension in the air; something was going to happen that night.
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Dun Dun DUN! Yes, I believe I will leave it at that for the moment. ^.~
By the way, you should all feel very greatful. I origninally typed this up on my new computer, which doesn't have Microsoft Word on it yet, so I just typed it up on Word Processer and guess what! FF.net doesn't let you upload from WP . . . I TRIED to e-mail it over to the laptop that has MW but did it work? No, of course not. . . so I had to print it out and type it all up again. Don't you all feel just so loved? ^.~ well, you should. . . cuz it was NOT fun. . .
Cutie: XP fine then . . . don't read it . . .don't review
Raddiion-hobbitwarrior: Yeah, I'm sorry it's a little confusing. . . it WILL makes sense in the end. . . hopefully **shrug** well, we'll find out won't we! ^.^ Yes, I am very proud! I feel much honored, thank you!
Arien-Kaleniel: Eh. . . that all depends on your definition of 'bad' ^.^ Nah. . . I'm gonna have my fun with this. . .kill Owacyn? Humm.. . You'll just have to wait and see like everybody else. . .thanks for the review!
Original-creativity: she will get redeemed . . . maybe. . Depends . . **shrug** thank you for taking the time to review though!
LADodgers: Is this soon? **shrug** maybe, maybe not. . . well . . . I updated at least. . . ^.^' Thanks!
Orli4eva: Eh, it's okay. . . I didn't really expect one so it's ok. And I didn't REALLY think it was a flame. . . I was just asking if I was SUPPOSED to be offended or something . . .**shrug** but who really cares? Let's just drop this subject altogether! ^.^ thanks for the review! (But your apology is accepted none the less. . . ^.~)
Bandita286: Thank you.
Oh by the way, I was wondering what all your opinions were. . . would you like there to be a happy ending or a tragic ending? **expects demands for a happy ending with ' pink flowers and butterflies' in the words of orli4eva** not that I'm promising anything. . . I just want to know what you all think. . .or if you want a sequel or something of that sort. . .Oh! And I have the perfect way for you to tell me all of this. . .REVIEW! ^.^ ta!
