A Slave Named Amy
By Jade Limill
Chapter 2
Amy woke slowly. The sunlight streamed through the glass-less windows onto her bed. The walls were creamed colored and there were plants on the window sill.
"Ah, you are awake. You have been asleep for two days," a voice said from the corner. She looked over to see Lindir sitting there.
"Where am I?" She asked him.
"You are in Imladris, in the Last Homely House. I am Lindir, though I do not know your name," he answered.
"Oh, sorry. I'm Amy. It's nice to meet you," she responded, smiling a little as her stomach rumbled.
"Here, eat something," he said, handing her some fruit from a tray by her bed.
Lindir was disturbed when she stopped be fore the plate was even half empty. She did not eat as much as she should after such a long flight.
Actually, he was worried about more than that. Nimrome, his brother, had been on border patrol and had not yet returned. He should have been back the day before. If he was not back before daybreak, he would ask Lord Elrond to send out a search party.
"You are finished already?" He asked.
"Oh, I'm quite full, I can't remember when I ever had this much to eat," she replied. He was shocked. He had brought a small tray from the kitchen. It was only fit for a snack, and the girl acted like half was a full meal!
Lindir felt weak. The search party had returned, with Nimrome's body. Lindir was sure that his brother would still be alive if he had refused to take Amy and made him go instead.
He walked to Amy's room. He found her standing her standing by the window, talking to a falcon. It was impressive in itself that a falcon had even come close to her, that they were having a conversation was unthinkable.
It was a high honor for a falcon to come to someone. Amy turned around and saw him.
"You shouldn't be out of bed," he said, bowing to the falcon, who nodded his head in return.
"Stormwing told me about your companion," she replied, getting back in bed. "I am very sorry for your loss. I shouldn't have come."
The falcon, Stormwing squawked something he couldn't understand, but Amy obviously could, because it seemed that the sheet became very interesting suddenly.
"That's not true! You came here and escaped a life of slavery. Anyways, a falcon stays by your side, and anyone to ever do that is honored in any elven realm. Do you actually understand her?"
"Yes, as well as any other animal. It is a gift I have, to talk to and understand them," she said.
"How did you manage to escape when Nimrome couldn't? It seems impossible that you got this far."
"It started when I was eight years old, almost ten years ago. . ." She started her tale, while Stormwing came over and perched next to her.
Flashback
Amy walked into the wooden hut that was home to her mother, father, her, and her baby brother, Meiko. It was time to go to bed. Everyone slept when the sun went down and woke when it came up. Everyone slipped into their beds and fell asleep.
Later that night, Amy awoke, choking on smoke. She ran out into the night, and straight into a big, hairy, huge man holding a curved sword and a torch.
She started to run away, but he threw the torch in her hut, which was already on fire, and caught her with his free hand. She kicked and bit him, but it did no good. He tied her up with a line of villagers, all young women, girls and little boys.
They came to Lord Derrick's home a week later. He assigned work to each of them. Over the next few weeks, many tried to escape. lord Derrick himself hunted them down one by one. None escaped, and those brought back were cruelly punished.
One day, Amy thought of a way to get free. Or at least get many people free.
She rallied together ten people, and sent of four people in different directions. While Lord Derrick went after them, the other five fled, and a day later, Amy did also. She ran three straight days without stopping except for a few sips of water, until she reached Rivendell.
End Flashback
". . . So that's how I came here. Stormwing gave me directions," Amy ended.
"You were in slavery for ten years before you tried to escape?" Lindir asked.
"Yes. I was not strong enough before then to do anything except make plans. I wanted to be sure I could make it before I tried. I did not want to be punished if I was brought back," Amy replied.
"You are lucky to have a friend who cares about you so much. How did you meet?" He asked.
"Stormwing had fallen out of his nest when I found him, and poachers had captured his parents, so I adopted him. Lord Derrick didn't know, but he hates Stormwing. I was twelve years old when I found him," Amy answered.
"You should eat something now. I will get some food," Lindir said as he stood up.
"food? Now? But it's only midday. I usually do not eat until after dusk," Amy said, confused.
"Well, will you try to eat? I think you are too thin, by far." Stormwing squawked in agreement to Lindir's statement.
"You are both right. I will try to eat something. I am a little thin, I guess," Amy stated.
"Would you like to eat in the Great Hall or here?" He asked.
"In here, if it's not too much trouble, I mean. I don't want to be a bother," Amy replied.
"No trouble at all. I'll get some food for you," Lindir said, standing and bowing to the falcon as he left.
He headed to the kitchen and passed two elves rigging a bucket of red dye outside of Glorfindel's door. He made a mental note to warn the Balrog-Slayer of the danger of entering his room. Lindir got a tray of fruit and went back to the healing wing, where Amy was.
He came in to a very funny scene. The two elves from earlier, Elrohir and Elladan, were trying to coax Stormwing to come over to them, with an amused Amy looking on.
"Are you having fun?" Lindir asked the twins, as he bowed to Storming.
"Hello, lindir. We were only saying hello to a beautiful girl. We'll just be going now, bye!" Elladan said as they backed out of the room. Stormwing said something in return.
"I know, they were nice," Amy replied. "Will you eat with me, Lindir? There is so much food here."
"I would be honored," he answered as he sat down.
"You know what it means, now that your companion is dead, don't you?" Amy asked. "It means Lord derrick is in the valley."
A/N: I hope this chapter explains a few things that needed explaining. I'm trying to keep this away from being a Mary-Sue, but that may be impossible. Please review, but if you do, please be civil! No flames! And feel free to tell me to up the rating if you feel uncomfortable with it at any time. Thank you!
Replies:
Meghan- that's pretty much the idea. Not that they liked him at first either.
Melanie Greenleaf- I really don't try to put cliffhangers on here, but they keep on popping up anyway!
Almost Funny- Thanks. I hope I put enough background in this chapter.
Christina- I couldn't come up with good enough names, so I had to use english ones. The idea with English names is that they live in a totally different culture than other humans. I'm trying to slow things down a bit, really, I am.
Shadowgirl1- Thanks for being my first reviewer! I will try to put more detail in, but I usually describe each thread on a dress and nothing on the background. my friends are trying to help me with that.
Chapter 2
Amy woke slowly. The sunlight streamed through the glass-less windows onto her bed. The walls were creamed colored and there were plants on the window sill.
"Ah, you are awake. You have been asleep for two days," a voice said from the corner. She looked over to see Lindir sitting there.
"Where am I?" She asked him.
"You are in Imladris, in the Last Homely House. I am Lindir, though I do not know your name," he answered.
"Oh, sorry. I'm Amy. It's nice to meet you," she responded, smiling a little as her stomach rumbled.
"Here, eat something," he said, handing her some fruit from a tray by her bed.
Lindir was disturbed when she stopped be fore the plate was even half empty. She did not eat as much as she should after such a long flight.
Actually, he was worried about more than that. Nimrome, his brother, had been on border patrol and had not yet returned. He should have been back the day before. If he was not back before daybreak, he would ask Lord Elrond to send out a search party.
"You are finished already?" He asked.
"Oh, I'm quite full, I can't remember when I ever had this much to eat," she replied. He was shocked. He had brought a small tray from the kitchen. It was only fit for a snack, and the girl acted like half was a full meal!
Lindir felt weak. The search party had returned, with Nimrome's body. Lindir was sure that his brother would still be alive if he had refused to take Amy and made him go instead.
He walked to Amy's room. He found her standing her standing by the window, talking to a falcon. It was impressive in itself that a falcon had even come close to her, that they were having a conversation was unthinkable.
It was a high honor for a falcon to come to someone. Amy turned around and saw him.
"You shouldn't be out of bed," he said, bowing to the falcon, who nodded his head in return.
"Stormwing told me about your companion," she replied, getting back in bed. "I am very sorry for your loss. I shouldn't have come."
The falcon, Stormwing squawked something he couldn't understand, but Amy obviously could, because it seemed that the sheet became very interesting suddenly.
"That's not true! You came here and escaped a life of slavery. Anyways, a falcon stays by your side, and anyone to ever do that is honored in any elven realm. Do you actually understand her?"
"Yes, as well as any other animal. It is a gift I have, to talk to and understand them," she said.
"How did you manage to escape when Nimrome couldn't? It seems impossible that you got this far."
"It started when I was eight years old, almost ten years ago. . ." She started her tale, while Stormwing came over and perched next to her.
Flashback
Amy walked into the wooden hut that was home to her mother, father, her, and her baby brother, Meiko. It was time to go to bed. Everyone slept when the sun went down and woke when it came up. Everyone slipped into their beds and fell asleep.
Later that night, Amy awoke, choking on smoke. She ran out into the night, and straight into a big, hairy, huge man holding a curved sword and a torch.
She started to run away, but he threw the torch in her hut, which was already on fire, and caught her with his free hand. She kicked and bit him, but it did no good. He tied her up with a line of villagers, all young women, girls and little boys.
They came to Lord Derrick's home a week later. He assigned work to each of them. Over the next few weeks, many tried to escape. lord Derrick himself hunted them down one by one. None escaped, and those brought back were cruelly punished.
One day, Amy thought of a way to get free. Or at least get many people free.
She rallied together ten people, and sent of four people in different directions. While Lord Derrick went after them, the other five fled, and a day later, Amy did also. She ran three straight days without stopping except for a few sips of water, until she reached Rivendell.
End Flashback
". . . So that's how I came here. Stormwing gave me directions," Amy ended.
"You were in slavery for ten years before you tried to escape?" Lindir asked.
"Yes. I was not strong enough before then to do anything except make plans. I wanted to be sure I could make it before I tried. I did not want to be punished if I was brought back," Amy replied.
"You are lucky to have a friend who cares about you so much. How did you meet?" He asked.
"Stormwing had fallen out of his nest when I found him, and poachers had captured his parents, so I adopted him. Lord Derrick didn't know, but he hates Stormwing. I was twelve years old when I found him," Amy answered.
"You should eat something now. I will get some food," Lindir said as he stood up.
"food? Now? But it's only midday. I usually do not eat until after dusk," Amy said, confused.
"Well, will you try to eat? I think you are too thin, by far." Stormwing squawked in agreement to Lindir's statement.
"You are both right. I will try to eat something. I am a little thin, I guess," Amy stated.
"Would you like to eat in the Great Hall or here?" He asked.
"In here, if it's not too much trouble, I mean. I don't want to be a bother," Amy replied.
"No trouble at all. I'll get some food for you," Lindir said, standing and bowing to the falcon as he left.
He headed to the kitchen and passed two elves rigging a bucket of red dye outside of Glorfindel's door. He made a mental note to warn the Balrog-Slayer of the danger of entering his room. Lindir got a tray of fruit and went back to the healing wing, where Amy was.
He came in to a very funny scene. The two elves from earlier, Elrohir and Elladan, were trying to coax Stormwing to come over to them, with an amused Amy looking on.
"Are you having fun?" Lindir asked the twins, as he bowed to Storming.
"Hello, lindir. We were only saying hello to a beautiful girl. We'll just be going now, bye!" Elladan said as they backed out of the room. Stormwing said something in return.
"I know, they were nice," Amy replied. "Will you eat with me, Lindir? There is so much food here."
"I would be honored," he answered as he sat down.
"You know what it means, now that your companion is dead, don't you?" Amy asked. "It means Lord derrick is in the valley."
A/N: I hope this chapter explains a few things that needed explaining. I'm trying to keep this away from being a Mary-Sue, but that may be impossible. Please review, but if you do, please be civil! No flames! And feel free to tell me to up the rating if you feel uncomfortable with it at any time. Thank you!
Replies:
Meghan- that's pretty much the idea. Not that they liked him at first either.
Melanie Greenleaf- I really don't try to put cliffhangers on here, but they keep on popping up anyway!
Almost Funny- Thanks. I hope I put enough background in this chapter.
Christina- I couldn't come up with good enough names, so I had to use english ones. The idea with English names is that they live in a totally different culture than other humans. I'm trying to slow things down a bit, really, I am.
Shadowgirl1- Thanks for being my first reviewer! I will try to put more detail in, but I usually describe each thread on a dress and nothing on the background. my friends are trying to help me with that.