A/N: Okay, everyone, I hope you found this okay. I had to change the rating due to this chapter and maybe later ones. Oh, and in the last chapter, Elwen is the elven form of a mary-sue. She's that annoying.
Chapter 6
Two days later, the twins were leaning out Rivendell's very large stables, and Glorfindel once again had golden hair, though he still smelled of lye soap. Amy had moved into the room next to his.
He was getting back late, on account that Lindir had gotten him to play a game of chess, which he won, when he heard noises coming out of Amy's room.
He opened the door cautiously, fully aware that Amy might have a lover, though he doubted she did. She was tossing and turning on the bed, moaning and murmuring and crying, though still asleep.
"Please, no, you're wrong! I'm not a whore! Leave me alone, stop, please!" She sobbed.
Glorfindel took pity on the girl and went over to the bed. He gently shook her called her name until she woke up. When she did, she scooted over to the other side of the bed.
"You don't have red or blue hair anymore,"Amy stated, wrinkling her nose at the smell.
"Yes, it finally came out. You were having nightmares. I woke you up. Would you like me to get you a sleeping draught?" Glorfindel asked.
"Yes, please. I shall never get back to sleep without one, she replied, and he went to get the potion.
When he returned, she drank what she could, and he put the rest on the nightstand beside her. He retired to his room to think.
From what he had heard, he assumed Lord Derrick had used her, most likely unwillingly. He would get the truth out of her in the morning, after they had both slept well.
"I'm afraid I don't know what you're talking about." Glorfindel sighed. He had been trying to confirm his suspicions for the past hour.
"Perhaps Stormwing knows then," he said.
"Perhaps. But how are you going to find out? Can you talk to her or something?" Amy challenged, equally irritated. he had no right to pry into her past.
"Actually, I used to have a hawk as a companion before I died. We had many long talks together." Amy paled at this news.
"You died?"
"Answer my question please."
"You'll get nothing out of me, and I don't believe Stormwing will betray me so," Amy hissed and stormed out of Glorfindel's study, banging the cedar door behind her.
Glorfindel's study was entirely cedar, with the exception of his chair which was oak. An insignia of his house was carved in the back of it. The room had green curtains going out onto a balcony, and was furnished with three bookshelves and a desk. Along with various chairs.
"You heard enough?" Glorfindel asked, apparently to thin air.
"More than enough. I can tell you anything you want to know," Stormwing replied, flying in through the balcony to perch on Glorfindel's desk. "Though I warn you it shall take a while, and you shall get quite angry."
"Continue, please."
"It started when Amy was forteen years old. He sent for her one night. She ran back in tears near dawn. The next night he sent for her again. When she refused, he sent guards to drag her to his room. She was crying and her dress was torn when he came back.
"It has happened many times over the past years, though she no longer comes back crying, rather she waits until she thinks I am gone now.
"She started having nightmares by fifteen, and began preparing a sleeping draught for herself every night. By seventeen, she started planning how to escape. When she left, she vowed that she would not be taken alive under any ircumstances.
"She also has an amulet, small as an ant, kept oner neck by a thread of silk, to keep her from concieving. That is all I know." Stormwing explained. Glorfindel had a lethal glint in his eyes.
"He has been using her for the past four years? And no one has done anything?" Glorfindel fought to keep his voice down.
"What could anyone do? We did what we could, getting her an amulet, helping her escape. I've almost been killed twice for trying to claw his eyes out. Other animals dug traps for Lord Derrick, after Amy had passed through."
"We need to stop Lord Derrick. We need to keep Amy safe. But why won't she talk about it? It would be embarassing to be sure, but why hide it?" Glorfindel mused.
"I think perhaps he threatened her. She is still fearful of him, and thinks she can be caught again. She is just now beginning to trust again. What will you do with this knowledge?" Stormwing asked.
"I will inform lord Elrond and ask for his consel. I would like you to inform Amy of this mellon-nin," Glorfindel replied. [my friend]
"Gladly, though I think you have the easier part of this," Stormwing said.
"Maybe so, though I would like to see you trying to tell Lord Elrond about it, when he can't understand you," he smirked. Stormwing flew away in search of Amy as Glorfindel concentrated on the paperwork in front of him.
Elwen rushed out to the gate. Legolas came through and swung her around and hugged her.
"Leggy, my love! What took you so long?" Elwen asked when he had set her down.
"Elwen, my love, I had to clear up a few things with my father, but we are now free to get married and live in Mirkwood together!" Legolas replied, his eyes purple, proving her power over him. She knew the King of Mirkwood would be the same. Elwen /always/ got what she wanted. Soon, she would be Queen of Mirkwood, and everyone else would be her puppet. She kissed him and giggled as he carried her off to her room.
A/N: And that's why it's rated R. Please review, but keep it civil! I might make a sequel, depends on how many people ask for one. In the sequel, the situation with Elwen, Legolas, and Mirkwood will be made much clearer.
Replies:
Almost funny- Thank you.
M.A.D.- Absouluty nada. He'll leave it to Elrond. I put in Legolas, sorta.
HelmsDeep2234- Thanks, A blue Glorfy was my idea, though I did read a fic where he was green!
Donnamira- Thanks
innocent elven chick- Thanks, I do try to make it funny.
Melanie Greenleaf- I did read lovestruck. Very funny, but since I'm banned from the internet for a while, I couldn't review. I'm taking a risk just to update.
Jade Limill
Chapter 6
Two days later, the twins were leaning out Rivendell's very large stables, and Glorfindel once again had golden hair, though he still smelled of lye soap. Amy had moved into the room next to his.
He was getting back late, on account that Lindir had gotten him to play a game of chess, which he won, when he heard noises coming out of Amy's room.
He opened the door cautiously, fully aware that Amy might have a lover, though he doubted she did. She was tossing and turning on the bed, moaning and murmuring and crying, though still asleep.
"Please, no, you're wrong! I'm not a whore! Leave me alone, stop, please!" She sobbed.
Glorfindel took pity on the girl and went over to the bed. He gently shook her called her name until she woke up. When she did, she scooted over to the other side of the bed.
"You don't have red or blue hair anymore,"Amy stated, wrinkling her nose at the smell.
"Yes, it finally came out. You were having nightmares. I woke you up. Would you like me to get you a sleeping draught?" Glorfindel asked.
"Yes, please. I shall never get back to sleep without one, she replied, and he went to get the potion.
When he returned, she drank what she could, and he put the rest on the nightstand beside her. He retired to his room to think.
From what he had heard, he assumed Lord Derrick had used her, most likely unwillingly. He would get the truth out of her in the morning, after they had both slept well.
"I'm afraid I don't know what you're talking about." Glorfindel sighed. He had been trying to confirm his suspicions for the past hour.
"Perhaps Stormwing knows then," he said.
"Perhaps. But how are you going to find out? Can you talk to her or something?" Amy challenged, equally irritated. he had no right to pry into her past.
"Actually, I used to have a hawk as a companion before I died. We had many long talks together." Amy paled at this news.
"You died?"
"Answer my question please."
"You'll get nothing out of me, and I don't believe Stormwing will betray me so," Amy hissed and stormed out of Glorfindel's study, banging the cedar door behind her.
Glorfindel's study was entirely cedar, with the exception of his chair which was oak. An insignia of his house was carved in the back of it. The room had green curtains going out onto a balcony, and was furnished with three bookshelves and a desk. Along with various chairs.
"You heard enough?" Glorfindel asked, apparently to thin air.
"More than enough. I can tell you anything you want to know," Stormwing replied, flying in through the balcony to perch on Glorfindel's desk. "Though I warn you it shall take a while, and you shall get quite angry."
"Continue, please."
"It started when Amy was forteen years old. He sent for her one night. She ran back in tears near dawn. The next night he sent for her again. When she refused, he sent guards to drag her to his room. She was crying and her dress was torn when he came back.
"It has happened many times over the past years, though she no longer comes back crying, rather she waits until she thinks I am gone now.
"She started having nightmares by fifteen, and began preparing a sleeping draught for herself every night. By seventeen, she started planning how to escape. When she left, she vowed that she would not be taken alive under any ircumstances.
"She also has an amulet, small as an ant, kept oner neck by a thread of silk, to keep her from concieving. That is all I know." Stormwing explained. Glorfindel had a lethal glint in his eyes.
"He has been using her for the past four years? And no one has done anything?" Glorfindel fought to keep his voice down.
"What could anyone do? We did what we could, getting her an amulet, helping her escape. I've almost been killed twice for trying to claw his eyes out. Other animals dug traps for Lord Derrick, after Amy had passed through."
"We need to stop Lord Derrick. We need to keep Amy safe. But why won't she talk about it? It would be embarassing to be sure, but why hide it?" Glorfindel mused.
"I think perhaps he threatened her. She is still fearful of him, and thinks she can be caught again. She is just now beginning to trust again. What will you do with this knowledge?" Stormwing asked.
"I will inform lord Elrond and ask for his consel. I would like you to inform Amy of this mellon-nin," Glorfindel replied. [my friend]
"Gladly, though I think you have the easier part of this," Stormwing said.
"Maybe so, though I would like to see you trying to tell Lord Elrond about it, when he can't understand you," he smirked. Stormwing flew away in search of Amy as Glorfindel concentrated on the paperwork in front of him.
Elwen rushed out to the gate. Legolas came through and swung her around and hugged her.
"Leggy, my love! What took you so long?" Elwen asked when he had set her down.
"Elwen, my love, I had to clear up a few things with my father, but we are now free to get married and live in Mirkwood together!" Legolas replied, his eyes purple, proving her power over him. She knew the King of Mirkwood would be the same. Elwen /always/ got what she wanted. Soon, she would be Queen of Mirkwood, and everyone else would be her puppet. She kissed him and giggled as he carried her off to her room.
A/N: And that's why it's rated R. Please review, but keep it civil! I might make a sequel, depends on how many people ask for one. In the sequel, the situation with Elwen, Legolas, and Mirkwood will be made much clearer.
Replies:
Almost funny- Thank you.
M.A.D.- Absouluty nada. He'll leave it to Elrond. I put in Legolas, sorta.
HelmsDeep2234- Thanks, A blue Glorfy was my idea, though I did read a fic where he was green!
Donnamira- Thanks
innocent elven chick- Thanks, I do try to make it funny.
Melanie Greenleaf- I did read lovestruck. Very funny, but since I'm banned from the internet for a while, I couldn't review. I'm taking a risk just to update.
Jade Limill