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Meanwhile at Orthanc, Saruman was getting annoyed. He wasn't happy at all – and he blamed it all on Gandalf. Even though the other wizard had nothing to do with the Ents marching on Isengard, Saruman didn't care. He just wanted to get revenge and, unfortunately, he was about to think of a good way of getting it.
"Damn them!" he yelled, "Damn them all!"
Saruman stormed back to his huge, throne like chair and, loosing his regal composure, sprawled into it. He sat there for several minutes before an evil glint came into his eyes. Slowly Saruman stood up and glided down the steps to his Palantir.
"Gandalf, Gandalf, Gandalf. You seem to be a very popular man. So many people would follow you to any end," Saruman's voice suddenly became harsher and he flung one of his skeletal hands over the Seeing Stone, "What a pity they will be your downfall".
His cruel laughter echoed round the tower, causing many an Ent to shift uncomfortably and slowly look upward at the unbreakable stonewalls of Orthanc.
Back at Helm's Deep, it was Aragorn's turn to watch over the now sleeping Legolas. The human had eventually persuaded the elf to rest for a bit, but the prince was still trembling and every now and again he would groan and toss before relaxing again.
Aragorn was happy about getting Legolas to sleep but he was also worried. Legolas was sleeping with his eyes closed and elves never did that unless they were poisoned, sick or dying. This meant the elf was one of them, and even though Aragorn hoped that it wasn't the last, his heart really knew it was and that was making the man very miserable.
Suddenly there was a knock at the door. Aragorn instinctively reached down for his sword, ready to defend himself and his elven friend but when a boy, who Aragorn recognised as Haleth, the ranger let go of the weapon and smiled resting back into his chair.
"My lord", said Haleth bowing nervously, "King Theoden wishes to speak with you urgently."
Here Aragorn came to a dilemma. He couldn't leave his friend in case he did something incredibly stupid like trying to kill himself but he had to go to Theoden otherwise the King would get angry and that might have a few nasty consequences. Then he had an idea he hoped would work
"Haleth, son of Hama, does the King require my presence privately or can I bring my friend too?"
The boy glanced at the pale elf that was still fast asleep and replied,
"I don't know, but he said nothing specific about you coming alone."
"It will have to do," muttered Aragorn and stood up. Haleth nodded and scampered out of the room eager to go talk to someone who didn't require him to be so formal. The future king shook his head and turned towards Legolas.
"I'm sorry," he murmured before shaking the elf awake.
"What?" rasped Legolas balefully glaring at Aragorn through tired eyes.
"I'm sorry, mellon nin, but Theoden requires my company and I can't leave you here, so come on, get up" replied the human offering Legolas a hand up. Grudgingly the elf took it, and allowed himself to be yanked up onto his unsteady feet.
Aragorn gestured at the door and walked through it and darted into another side passage, having spotted Eowyn coming up from the caves. Legolas wasn't so lucky, as Eowyn spotted him and rushed up saying,
"Oh, hello. Do you know where Aragorn is?"
She didn't spare a word on Legolas's dejected composure and still ragged breathing. The Shield-maiden of Rohan to be didn't particularly like the elf. She acknowledged he was very handsome, every woman and girl in Rohan did, but he acted detached to her eyes, preferring to keep quiet than speak and to stay away from the people instead of mingling. So she simply put him down as unsociable and unfriendly and kept her distance.
Legolas coughed miserably and sighed,
"No I haven't seen him for quite a bit. You might try on the topmost wall, that's where I saw him last."
Eowyn looked him up and down before shrugging and moving off leaving him to follow Aragorn miserably into the Keep.
They darted round groups of people and piles of weaponry and armour, weaving around pillars and slipping unnoticed through little used passages, nearing the King's quarters.
Aragorn had a slight head start on the elf and he came through the smaller private set of doors that led into Theoden's study first.
These doors were small and lightish, though heavy enough after you had been fighting for an entire night, and they swung towards you if you were entering the study, giving you less cover if you wished to attack the king.
As Legolas trudged up and grabbed the door to pull it open, he accidentally put his foot in the way and the door bounced off it before Legolas pulled it open again and removed his foot. This resulted in the door hitting him in the face and creating a small cut under his eye.
Aragorn didn't notice this (which Legolas was thankful for) but as Legolas joined him he certainly noticed the cut.
"Where in Middle-Earth did you get that?" he exclaimed ignoring Theoden who had just entered.
Legolas shrugged and then muttered,
"I deserve much more than that anyway."
Aragorn made a move to protest but gave up and turned to Theoden.
"Please sit" said the king of Rohan and began to discuss with Aragorn about leaving Helm's Deep, leaving Legolas to sit and think miserably about his brother's death.
Sorry if I spelt anything wrong, but I was really tired when I wrote it so.... Anyway please join us next time for the next chapter of this angst filled story, (which may contain elf torture in time). Keep reviewing please. I couldn't stand it if you stopped.
Meanwhile at Orthanc, Saruman was getting annoyed. He wasn't happy at all – and he blamed it all on Gandalf. Even though the other wizard had nothing to do with the Ents marching on Isengard, Saruman didn't care. He just wanted to get revenge and, unfortunately, he was about to think of a good way of getting it.
"Damn them!" he yelled, "Damn them all!"
Saruman stormed back to his huge, throne like chair and, loosing his regal composure, sprawled into it. He sat there for several minutes before an evil glint came into his eyes. Slowly Saruman stood up and glided down the steps to his Palantir.
"Gandalf, Gandalf, Gandalf. You seem to be a very popular man. So many people would follow you to any end," Saruman's voice suddenly became harsher and he flung one of his skeletal hands over the Seeing Stone, "What a pity they will be your downfall".
His cruel laughter echoed round the tower, causing many an Ent to shift uncomfortably and slowly look upward at the unbreakable stonewalls of Orthanc.
Back at Helm's Deep, it was Aragorn's turn to watch over the now sleeping Legolas. The human had eventually persuaded the elf to rest for a bit, but the prince was still trembling and every now and again he would groan and toss before relaxing again.
Aragorn was happy about getting Legolas to sleep but he was also worried. Legolas was sleeping with his eyes closed and elves never did that unless they were poisoned, sick or dying. This meant the elf was one of them, and even though Aragorn hoped that it wasn't the last, his heart really knew it was and that was making the man very miserable.
Suddenly there was a knock at the door. Aragorn instinctively reached down for his sword, ready to defend himself and his elven friend but when a boy, who Aragorn recognised as Haleth, the ranger let go of the weapon and smiled resting back into his chair.
"My lord", said Haleth bowing nervously, "King Theoden wishes to speak with you urgently."
Here Aragorn came to a dilemma. He couldn't leave his friend in case he did something incredibly stupid like trying to kill himself but he had to go to Theoden otherwise the King would get angry and that might have a few nasty consequences. Then he had an idea he hoped would work
"Haleth, son of Hama, does the King require my presence privately or can I bring my friend too?"
The boy glanced at the pale elf that was still fast asleep and replied,
"I don't know, but he said nothing specific about you coming alone."
"It will have to do," muttered Aragorn and stood up. Haleth nodded and scampered out of the room eager to go talk to someone who didn't require him to be so formal. The future king shook his head and turned towards Legolas.
"I'm sorry," he murmured before shaking the elf awake.
"What?" rasped Legolas balefully glaring at Aragorn through tired eyes.
"I'm sorry, mellon nin, but Theoden requires my company and I can't leave you here, so come on, get up" replied the human offering Legolas a hand up. Grudgingly the elf took it, and allowed himself to be yanked up onto his unsteady feet.
Aragorn gestured at the door and walked through it and darted into another side passage, having spotted Eowyn coming up from the caves. Legolas wasn't so lucky, as Eowyn spotted him and rushed up saying,
"Oh, hello. Do you know where Aragorn is?"
She didn't spare a word on Legolas's dejected composure and still ragged breathing. The Shield-maiden of Rohan to be didn't particularly like the elf. She acknowledged he was very handsome, every woman and girl in Rohan did, but he acted detached to her eyes, preferring to keep quiet than speak and to stay away from the people instead of mingling. So she simply put him down as unsociable and unfriendly and kept her distance.
Legolas coughed miserably and sighed,
"No I haven't seen him for quite a bit. You might try on the topmost wall, that's where I saw him last."
Eowyn looked him up and down before shrugging and moving off leaving him to follow Aragorn miserably into the Keep.
They darted round groups of people and piles of weaponry and armour, weaving around pillars and slipping unnoticed through little used passages, nearing the King's quarters.
Aragorn had a slight head start on the elf and he came through the smaller private set of doors that led into Theoden's study first.
These doors were small and lightish, though heavy enough after you had been fighting for an entire night, and they swung towards you if you were entering the study, giving you less cover if you wished to attack the king.
As Legolas trudged up and grabbed the door to pull it open, he accidentally put his foot in the way and the door bounced off it before Legolas pulled it open again and removed his foot. This resulted in the door hitting him in the face and creating a small cut under his eye.
Aragorn didn't notice this (which Legolas was thankful for) but as Legolas joined him he certainly noticed the cut.
"Where in Middle-Earth did you get that?" he exclaimed ignoring Theoden who had just entered.
Legolas shrugged and then muttered,
"I deserve much more than that anyway."
Aragorn made a move to protest but gave up and turned to Theoden.
"Please sit" said the king of Rohan and began to discuss with Aragorn about leaving Helm's Deep, leaving Legolas to sit and think miserably about his brother's death.
Sorry if I spelt anything wrong, but I was really tired when I wrote it so.... Anyway please join us next time for the next chapter of this angst filled story, (which may contain elf torture in time). Keep reviewing please. I couldn't stand it if you stopped.