ALATARIEL
By Meirarien
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A/N: This chappie will explain why Sauron wants Alatariel (Fiondra) instead of some other girl who has special abilities (elves etc.)
To I.H.N: I'm really sorry about the review flame I sent to you...I didn't really read ur whole review...so I'm really sorry
Chapter Four- Sauron's Thoughts
Sauron sat. Well, he didn't sit, because he was just an eyeball, but he thought. He needed the Ring. Armies would come later, cunning just might work now. He would need an inconspicuous person who could get to Rivendell and persuade Aragorn to come. Aragorn could bring the Ring. Perfect plan. With a boatload of flaws. Who could do it? Would Aragorn come? How could he persuade the person to do it? For hours, Sauron thought.
Then he called his servants, "Chim," he said in a raspy, overpowering voice, "Get me a human girl from that Earth. Bring her here. Use your "special talents" to control her mind...make her perfect. Bring me Aragorn, of Arathorn. That is the most important part. He can get the Ring...but only if he is evil. If you'd like to ask for her hand and somehow get her to bond to Aragorn, another good plan. Oh, and Chim...silver eyes...I always loved silver eyes. Give her silver eyes. Now leave! Do your duty! Leave me in peace!" The eye swiveled in its tower and looked at Rivendell. Had he been human, he might have said, "Plan A...in action." But he was not human, so he said, "Chim had better NOT fail me this time. He was never all that cunning. But he is the only handsome slave I have." Little did Sauron know, his plan just might work. To him, the plan had no flaws. He had forgotten the Evenstar. The one who might be able to bring Aragorn back from the darkness. The one who could destroy his plan.
A/N: Short, I know, but I needed to clear up sum crap...read I.H.N's review and u will understand. REVIEW!! Little button.....push! No flames, unless they're constructive. U no what I mean, so don't take it for granted. Anywho....enjoy ur day.....or evening....i'll shut up.