I am so so so so sorry for the late update. I meant to post this sometime last week but being toldI had volunteered to be a runner in our school production meant I was at school for 13 hours a day for the whole of that week and whatever time I had left was spent sorting out various problems with various bits of coursework. I really didn't want to leave you on that cliffhanger but I did andI am sorry.

I think this is a perfect place to put in that Ellen MacArthur has broken the record for the fastest time to sail around the world. (By the way I am absolutely crazy about sailing and sailing boats.)

I also want to point out here that the name has changed. I finally thought of a better one.

I am also very sorry as this chapter is short and not very well written as I arote it today whilst making a cake for my mother on her birthday which is also today. Anyway if the teachers are kind with the holiday homework then next update will be next week or earlier.

The leader walked slowly across to where he lay, and crouched down smiling.

'I feel in the mood for a little chat. Do you want to talk now or do you want a little more persuasion?' it said stroking the whip it was holding.

Looking at it, Aragorn inwardly shuddered but didn't let anything show on his face.

'That depends on what you want to talk about. I don't particularly like the kind of persuasion you are suggesting and so if you want to talk about things like the weather I'm perfectly amenable. It looked like it would turn out to be a very hot and sunny day when I was outside. I don't suppose you'd be interested in going outside for your little chat would you.'

The entire time he was saying this Aragorn was aware of the orcs increasing anger but for some reason wasn't able to make his mouth stay shut and was inwardly cursing himself for it. He wasn't surprised when it lashed out with it's free hand and hit him. He hadn't been prepared for how much force there was behind the blow though and so consequently could do nothing to resist the orcs that came over, dragged him upright and tied him facing the wall of the cave.

'Let's start with an easy one, shall we? Like, what's your name?' The orc was really beginning to get on his nerves. In the privacy Aragorn decided that if he gave them some false information after a while they would start asking different questions and he would find out what they wanted. It was not like them to want information or to be restrained enough to keep prisoners alive if they had a chance to hurt them.

As the whip came down on his back for the first time however, he realised that the problem with that idea was that you had to put up some resistance at first or even orcs became suspicious, and these were cleverer than most already.

After about ten blows he pretended to give in and said softly 'Seon.' It had been the first realistic name he could think of and had no relation to any of his own.

'Wrong answer.' snarled the orc. 'I already know you're name. The master knows all. It was a test that you failed. Now are you going to tell me who you are really or are we going to have to force it out of you? I'd prefer the latter potion as the master doesn't care what state you end up in.'

Aragorn stayed silent. That had never been a good plan and he didn't know how much this master knew and so couldn't risk answering anything correctly or not. The orc could just be bluffing or its master could know a lot. Either way in the end if he said anything he'd give information away.

'After a while they blindfolded and gagged me but I managed to find out that this masters home is somewhere to the south of Rivendell, near the end of the White Mountains below the gap of Rohan which is a long way really.' Estel looked tired, Elrond thought and he expected that telling them even as much as he had, was very hard emotionally and so consequentially had started making a cup of "tea" that everyone knew would send you to sleep partway into Estel's story. He handed it to him and to Elrond's surprise Estel took it without protest. He realised that there was probably something he hadn't told them but that could wait.

Thank-you Zammyfor telling me to get a move on and post. I apologise again.

Thank-you to everyone else who reviewed. I am afraid I cannot reply properly now as I have to make my mum's birthday cakebut I willmake myself respond to people next post and everyone and everything that is telling me not to can have things thrown at them. ( that was probably longer than writing review responses. On well it's written now)

Bye!