Disclaimer: I don't ownThe Lord of the Rings. I'm only writing about it because it's fun.
Story:
Eadhild sat up in bed. She looked about her. Nothing was out of place. The door as always was properly secured. Some how though, there was something wrong. Yet, she could find nothing to indicate that anyone other then Hama, Gamling, and Eadhild knew she was there.
"Yes my apprentice.", Saruman said, smiling maliciously. "You are being watched."
He watched as she forced herself to calm down. He noticed how easily she was able to change focus. She started to focus on what was 'disturbing' her. He tried to reach into her mind. He was unsuccessful.
Yet' with the aid of the Palantir he was still able to find her. However, he still did not know 'where' she was. He could see the room. But he could not see 'where' the room was located.
"So Saruman, you are watching me. Aren't you?", Eadhild said coldly. "Let me guess. You are using the Palantir. So original."
"Your powers even now, are growing my apprentice. Return to me. There is so much more to teach you.", Saruman said, his words flowing from him, into the Palantir, and through out Eadhild's room. "Tell me child, who warned you to flee? Tell me my apprentice, how have you been able to elude me?"
"Good. If you are wasting your time watching me, then father is safe. For now at least.", Eadhild thought, ignoring Saruman's questions altogether.
"Well my 'former' master since you are watching me; watch this.", she said forcefully, as she lay back down on the bed and fell asleep.
"What? Why that disrespectful gutter snipe!", Saruman yelled angrily.
Suddenly, the vision of Eadhild disappeared.
"What is this?", Saruman asked, as he kept looking into the Palantir.
His query was rewarded with a vision of the hobbits, Boromir, Legolas, Gimli, and Aragon running towards a heavy foliaged wood. He kept watching. He was surprised at fist when he didn't see Gandalf among them. All of a sudden, he realized must have happened.
"So old friend, you met what the dwarf's had awakened.", Saruman said cackling heartily. "You fought the balrog, and lost. Now the fellowship is without leadership. With only the halflings, two men, a dwarf, and a elf; the fellowship will break! Then the ring will be mine!"
Saruman smiled gleefully as he bought back the image of Eadhild. He fought off the anger he felt towards her. His eyes gleamed with a dark light as she slept peacefully in her bed.
"Sleep on my apprentice. I have a 'gift' for you.", Saruman said, coldy. "A dream. Or is it?"
His fingers danced gracefully over the orb, as he chanted a spell. A vague, unsettling mist swirled about Eadhild's sleeping form. As her brow furrowed, Saruman laughed heartily.
