A Slave Named Amy
By Jade Limill
Chapter 9
Glorfindel rode up to the estate with nine other warriors. People scurried around as if they were afraid not to. Glorfindel pulled a girl aside, who only looked about twelve or so.
"Is Lord Derrick here?" Glorfindel asked kindly.
"No, good sir. Lord Derrick left a week ago and has not been back since. He will be here any minute. If I am not working he will beat me. Are you here to free us?" The girl asked.
"Yes. We are here to free you, and to capture Lord Derrick to be held for trial and most likely be imprisoned," Glorfindel answered as the girl smiled and ran off to spread the good news.
"Thank you, good sir. It has always been said here that elves will help anything honest, and I see that is true. Thank you!"
"Free all slaves. Capture the overseers. And enjoy yourselves. We will wait here for Lord Derrick," he ordered and went inside to help himself to the wine and food the former slaves did not want.
"Why is it said elves will help anything honest?" Glorfindel questioned the girl he had pulled aside earlier that day.
"It is only a story, a legend really, but it is said that long ago, before Lord Derrick came, we lived in harmony with the elves, and they helped us. The ElvenKing had to pull back his borders though, so elves were farther away and did not come often," she answered, taking a sip of blackberry cordial.
"Then Lord Derrick's ancestors, or one of them, anyway, decided that he didn't want to pay those that worked on his land, so he made them slaves. When the elves found out, they tried to free us, but failed, for the ElvenKing could not spare enough soldiers, because of the darkness coming into the land. So all of the elves were killed, save one, who reported failure to the king. From then on the elves, continued to help us, though silently, binding wounds, sneaking food and water into the fields, buying us to set us free, helping us escape. Now you have come, and set us free. That is why we trust elves and no one else." She finished.
"I see. Thank you for this insight. What do you know about Amy?" Glorfindel asked.
"Very much. First she was my roommate and later we had the same job of collecting reeds. I am her best friend, Idyla. I was with her when she tried to escape, and I aided her, packing food and water, some clothes, whatever I thought she might need." Idyla said.
"Thank you. I will take my leave now, is there anything you would want?" Glorfindel asked.
"Actually, the others were wondering if you would be the new master of the house, or at least choose someone you trust."
"I will think about it. I have duties of my own in Imladris, but I will think of someone to put in charge," Glorfindel replied.
"Thank you, that is all we want."
Two days later, a messenger from Rivendell rode up, reporting that Lord Derrick had been captured. He was currently in Glorfindel's room with a guard on the outside.
"My room? Why my room? There are plenty of other rooms he could stay in!" Glorfindel protested.
"Because it was closest to where he was caught," came the reply.
The captured overseers became the staff, as well as the slaves who had no homes to go back to. Glorfindel finally found someone he thought would be Mqaster of the House, if they would only consent.
Meanwhile, Amy and Lindir were having a picnic. In the garden, at night. With candles.
"Amy, I love you more than tie itself. Will you bond with me?" Lindir asked, not daring to hope she'd say yes.
"Lindir, you have grown dear to me these past weeks. I love you, and I would love to bond with you," Amy replied happily.
A messenger arrived as they were planning the ceremony.
"Lord Glorfindel would like us to rule the estate. He says there are no more slaves, only staff, and all the slave quarters have been refurnished and are housing the staff now, who all get paid. What do you think?" He asked quietly. she kissed him.
"We will rule the estate /after/ we bond. And after we get you a new harp," she replied softly.
A/N: Okay, this is also short, and it also goes fast, but there will be and epilogue, I promise. There will also be a sequel involving legolas and that horrible elven mary-sue, Elwen. If you like my writing style, I have published other LOTR fanfics, and feel free to read and review them. thank you.
Replies:
M.A.D.- I'm trying not to make it too short, I even added in parts to it.
Moralinde- Actually, I don't have much of a life out of ff.net unless it envolves church or my horse. It wasn't the whore part that was R, it was the rape part. I know it's probably PG-13 still, but I don't want to take any chances.
leggylover4ever- I've spell checked everything, sorry about the grammar, I'm bad at that.
Jade Limill
By Jade Limill
Chapter 9
Glorfindel rode up to the estate with nine other warriors. People scurried around as if they were afraid not to. Glorfindel pulled a girl aside, who only looked about twelve or so.
"Is Lord Derrick here?" Glorfindel asked kindly.
"No, good sir. Lord Derrick left a week ago and has not been back since. He will be here any minute. If I am not working he will beat me. Are you here to free us?" The girl asked.
"Yes. We are here to free you, and to capture Lord Derrick to be held for trial and most likely be imprisoned," Glorfindel answered as the girl smiled and ran off to spread the good news.
"Thank you, good sir. It has always been said here that elves will help anything honest, and I see that is true. Thank you!"
"Free all slaves. Capture the overseers. And enjoy yourselves. We will wait here for Lord Derrick," he ordered and went inside to help himself to the wine and food the former slaves did not want.
"Why is it said elves will help anything honest?" Glorfindel questioned the girl he had pulled aside earlier that day.
"It is only a story, a legend really, but it is said that long ago, before Lord Derrick came, we lived in harmony with the elves, and they helped us. The ElvenKing had to pull back his borders though, so elves were farther away and did not come often," she answered, taking a sip of blackberry cordial.
"Then Lord Derrick's ancestors, or one of them, anyway, decided that he didn't want to pay those that worked on his land, so he made them slaves. When the elves found out, they tried to free us, but failed, for the ElvenKing could not spare enough soldiers, because of the darkness coming into the land. So all of the elves were killed, save one, who reported failure to the king. From then on the elves, continued to help us, though silently, binding wounds, sneaking food and water into the fields, buying us to set us free, helping us escape. Now you have come, and set us free. That is why we trust elves and no one else." She finished.
"I see. Thank you for this insight. What do you know about Amy?" Glorfindel asked.
"Very much. First she was my roommate and later we had the same job of collecting reeds. I am her best friend, Idyla. I was with her when she tried to escape, and I aided her, packing food and water, some clothes, whatever I thought she might need." Idyla said.
"Thank you. I will take my leave now, is there anything you would want?" Glorfindel asked.
"Actually, the others were wondering if you would be the new master of the house, or at least choose someone you trust."
"I will think about it. I have duties of my own in Imladris, but I will think of someone to put in charge," Glorfindel replied.
"Thank you, that is all we want."
Two days later, a messenger from Rivendell rode up, reporting that Lord Derrick had been captured. He was currently in Glorfindel's room with a guard on the outside.
"My room? Why my room? There are plenty of other rooms he could stay in!" Glorfindel protested.
"Because it was closest to where he was caught," came the reply.
The captured overseers became the staff, as well as the slaves who had no homes to go back to. Glorfindel finally found someone he thought would be Mqaster of the House, if they would only consent.
Meanwhile, Amy and Lindir were having a picnic. In the garden, at night. With candles.
"Amy, I love you more than tie itself. Will you bond with me?" Lindir asked, not daring to hope she'd say yes.
"Lindir, you have grown dear to me these past weeks. I love you, and I would love to bond with you," Amy replied happily.
A messenger arrived as they were planning the ceremony.
"Lord Glorfindel would like us to rule the estate. He says there are no more slaves, only staff, and all the slave quarters have been refurnished and are housing the staff now, who all get paid. What do you think?" He asked quietly. she kissed him.
"We will rule the estate /after/ we bond. And after we get you a new harp," she replied softly.
A/N: Okay, this is also short, and it also goes fast, but there will be and epilogue, I promise. There will also be a sequel involving legolas and that horrible elven mary-sue, Elwen. If you like my writing style, I have published other LOTR fanfics, and feel free to read and review them. thank you.
Replies:
M.A.D.- I'm trying not to make it too short, I even added in parts to it.
Moralinde- Actually, I don't have much of a life out of ff.net unless it envolves church or my horse. It wasn't the whore part that was R, it was the rape part. I know it's probably PG-13 still, but I don't want to take any chances.
leggylover4ever- I've spell checked everything, sorry about the grammar, I'm bad at that.
Jade Limill