Hey y'all. I know its been a while. I am sorry. ALSO WARNING- VERY DARK CHAPTER.
I pleaded and cried all the way to the dungeons. Langon said nothing to me the entire time except when we had first left Tar-Mairon. He had whispered "repent" quietly to me as I wailed. I did not want to be all alone with the knowledge of what I had seen. I would never have openly defied Tar-Mairon like that. It was an accident.
"Don't leave me here" I said pleadingly to Langon as he shut me into a small cell. We had walked so far and so deep that it was the coldest I had ever been since coming here. I did not even know there was any place here so cold. Langon said nothing, I didn't expect him to, and I felt tears slide down my cheeks as the click of a lock sounded.
I blinked rapidly trying to see anything without the hall's torch light, but it was impossible. There was not even any light coming in from the other side of the door. It was pitch black coldness and I was more alone than I had ever been. I continued to sob into my knees tormented by loneliness and visions of a bloody Ungo. I prayed Tar-Mairon would come take me back up into the warmth of his rooms or his arms. Even for just a moment.
I was also disgusted with myself for craving Tar-Mairon's warmth so much, but as shivers wracked my body, I decided it didn't matter what I wanted. Tar-Mairon is what I needed.
A scream left my mouth as something small and fuzzy darted across my hand. I threw myself against a wall. No idea in what direction the wall faced, I just threw myself backward until I felt something solid. I tried to not panic as the sounds of scurrying became more noticeable to me. I put my hands over my ears and screamed as loud as I could. Maybe Tar-Mairon would take mercy on me and get me out of here.
I blinked blearily and then sat straight up hearing the lock click. Perhaps Tar-Mairon had decided that I was suitably punished by now. Fluttering panicked excitement crossed my chest as I shivered in the coldness.
"Well. Well." My stomach dropped at the extremely familiar voice. Thuringwethil was standing in the entry way with the torchlight glowing behind her. I winced at the light, but it was strangely enough still too dark to really distinguish her features when she wasn't facing the light.
"What are you doing here?" I croaked out. I winced hearing the scratchy tones. I couldn't be getting sick from one night in dungeon, could I?
"What a tone to take masterless" Thuringwethil said with a smirk. I scowled at her, but then averted my eyes. I could not afford to make her angry in my current position. "As it happens" She continued "I was already satisfying myself down here when I heard you were dropping in."
"Heard from who?" I said bewildered. Did Tar-Mairon send her? She laughed at my expression and stepped closer to me. I pressed myself back into the wall trying not to shudder at how cold and rough the stones were.
"Who doesn't know by now?" she said countering "I have been greatly contented tonight. You will be my third" she stepped closer to me and leaned down.
"Third?" I muttered trying to hold myself still.
"Drink, of course. Don't you remember?" She smiled showing her gleaming and sharp incisors. I could never forget, and she knew, what if felt like to have my blood pulled out of my body so unnaturally.
"Who were the other two lucky ones?" I asked bravely trying to buy time. Maybe Tar-Mairon could still come.
"A king and your little twin. I have to admit, I like her much better" Thuringwethil said almost purring as I registered her words.
"Airawende! You!" I hissed angrily.
"My, my. It will be so gratifying to tame you. She allowed me. Bargained with me. Wanted it" Thuringwethil continued stroking up my arm with a sharp fingernail.
"you won't! Tar-Mairon would be upset" I spat hoping it was true. She pressed her nail into my skin hard enough to pierce it. She pulled back and licked the drop the blood that clung to her nail.
"He won't. I made sure of it" She leaned in and sniffed my neck. I tried to lean away, but I was already pressed against the wall as tight as possible. "No escape from me" she hissed before pulling me off the wall and flattening me on the floor as she settled herself over me.
"Get off me" I screeched pushing up, but she was insanely strong. It was like pushing a statue for all the effect I had on her.
"No, I don't think so" She smiled down at me showing her fangs, again, before leaning down to my neck. She ran her tongue up my neck and I thrashed helplessly underneath. She put her fangs against my skin where my artery pulsed in panic, but didn't pierce the skin. She just swirled her tongue against the artery as I screamed and thrashed. She let go and put her mouth against my ear "now calm down" she flicked her tongue against it as I squealed "I wouldn't want to spill any drops of blood due to your undue panic." I thrashed harder in response and she made a tsking noise at me. "I will bind you if need be" she threatened silkily leaning down and nipping my neck with her fangs. I groaned in terror my body shaking in fright.
I screamed when she finally decided to stop playing and bit into my neck. I thrashed, but she did not budge an inch or spill any of it. I choked on nothing trying to block out, but failing to, the horrid sensation of blood being pulled out of body so quickly. My thrashing decreased gradually until I was blinking at nothing feeling the world fade and come back strangely. I blinked up at her, still pinning me down, as her mouth moved. I think she was saying something, but I couldn't hear what. Her hair is such a dark black its like the color of nothing. Like the dungeon was before she let in the torchlight. I don't think the light even reflects off it. I stared at it in sudden fascination feeling the world spin from underneath. Where was Tar-Mairon. I needed Tar-Mairon. Right now. To give me back warmth. I felt a stinging sensation and my hand pulled up of its own accord to feel where it hurt. I blinked in shock seeing blood across my fingertips and then fainted.