Hello, everyone! I want to thank especially aredheldaedraugh, El Colibr Verde, and Loyalheart for their amazing reviews and support. I also want to forewarn everybody that this chapter is really terrible and not a violent way. Just be warned. This story is M for a reason.
I could feel awareness slowly seeping back into my mind. I wasn't really sure when I had lost awareness because after a while the pain seemed expected and I just floated away on agony. Drifting in a sea of fire trying to keep still and I simply faded away deep into my mind. It's mostly gone now and perhaps that why my thoughts are returning. You can only remain numb for so long. I twitched my fingers and groaned at the unexpected pained tingle still lingering. I blinked several times before opening my eyes and jerked backward in surprise. Red-eye, I mean Gothmog, was sitting next to me carding my hair gently. He looked down at me and I was displeased to realize that even with us sitting he was still much taller than me.
"Airawende, you have such beautiful hair." He said without stopping. I tried to shy away and he reached out to my cheek. "You would dare to reject my actions?" I swallowed fearfully without responding and he ran his thumb in a circle over my cheek. I noticed Leila was lying motionless far behind him and tried to glance around the room to see if Tar-Mairon was present as well, but I saw no one else. "Speak, Airawende, lest I lose what little patience I have" He said applying slightly more pressure with his thumb.
"You're scaring me" I whispered fearfully not daring to move.
"You should be scared" He said patting my cheek. I winced, but I don't think he realized how hard that pat was for me. My hands tightened on the fabric of my clothes and I realized I was still wearing the ceremonial clothes. I swallowed trying to give myself a boost of courage. What if this was the only time I could ask questions. Leila was so fortunate that Tar-Mairon seemed so much more willing to give information.
"What was that injection?" the question spilled out in a rush and I closed my eyes horrified at how bold I sounded.
"It is something Mairon manipulated from Maiar blood to cease you and Haldamire's fragile mortality" He ran his hand down my arm and pressed into the mark from where the needle went in causing me to yelp.
"Maiar blood? Cease our mortality? Is it you and Tar-Mairon's blood?" I asked in horror looking at down at my arm. He scoffed.
"Do you imagine my blood and Mairon's is something you can have? Another weaker. Mortality is called Eru's gift to man, but it is not for you and Haldamire to be given anymore. one injection will not be enough and Mairon will have to change your fea himself at some point" I was almost offended at his answer, but I didn't want their blood in me much less anyone else's.
"Fea?" I asked instead trying very hard not to think about the fact I was injected with monster blood. Even it was beautiful monster blood or maybe it was those horrible shadow fire things blood. Do they even have blood?
"The spirit" he grabbed my chin lifting my face more into the light and turned it to the right and left. "You are not broken enough… yet." I stiffened at his consideration and he added almost as afterthought "I can change that easily".
"Why do you want to hurt us?" I whimpered tightening my hand on the fabric enough to make it go numb
"Why, why, why. Something Haldamire asked as well. You will learn it soon enough and if you do not understand, it is not in my concern to fix. You were given to me and I may do what I want with you." He said stroking my hair again. I jerked backwards away from his hand.
"Don't" I pleaded terrified by his answers.
"You do not have the authority to stop me and you are not under your control anymore. I will tame this rebellious streak completely before the day ends" He pulled on my hair harder and leaned in closer until we were nearly nose to nose "I own you"