Hey everyone! How's life? Next week I should be able to get another chapter or half a chapter done because we have the entire week off for Thanksgiving. Lots of driving to get from Kentucky back to Texas, but its worth it. I got all the horse stuff refurbished and ready to drop off at the horse rescue while I'm back. If y'all are ever curious about the horse rescue just ask. I could talk for a year. Believe me. Eventually Haldamire or Airawende will get a horse. I haven't yet worked out how, but it WILL happen.
I shivered in the cold darkness feeling the slick trail of blood down my neck. I lost count of how many times Thuringwethil had come in here just to taunt me and drink my blood. It was jus as horrifying as the first time it had happened. It's a strangely abhorrent sensation to have your blood pulled out so quickly especially when you can hear the swallowing. How could Tar-Mairon leave me in here like this. I didn't even know how long it had been. Could be days or could be weeks. Why couldn't he just forgive me? I did not mean to defy him. How is my baby wolf? Is he still fighting others? Ungo has not come here either. Maybe he is not allowed.
I let my head flop down miserably on the cold stone floor. I had no tears left in me and there was nothing else to think about. I didn't mean to defy Tar-Mairon like that. Somehow my thoughts always go back to Tar-Mairon and how he kind of saved me. Protects me. I hope he comes to get me out of here. I shivered violently feeling a dull ache where Thuringwethil's teeth had pierced deep into my neck. It was amazing I was not blood deficit, but she obviously had some control over the dungeons as I always got rare meat as my meal. I was sick of it. I thumped my head onto the floor feeling dizzy upon impact. It was almost funny the strange feeling of exhaustion in darkness that I cannot see through. I rolled over onto my back. I thought of Airawende and felt the strangest laugh bubble up. Maybe she would actually prefer to be in here.
A thunderous boom echoed outside and I saw the barest second of a flash of light through the smallest space between the door and the wall. I giggled at the light. They didn't want me to see any light. I didn't feel any fear. Only Thuringwethil comes to me here. I stared in the direction I knew the doors was as another thunderous boom echoed closer. I smiled imagining Thuringwethil being brutally murdered by orcs or even Tar-Mairon and that is what the noise was. I could feel the beginnings of fear start to twine with my disinterest as it sounded like a thudding noise was growing closer than abruptly stopped and sounded like footsteps. I stayed laying down where I was trying to suppress both fear and hope. It might just be Thuringwethil trying to deceive me.
I stayed in place as colors danced across the pure darkness. I could feel fear start to twine into my disinterest and flinched hearing my door being unlocked. I blinked as torchlight flooded in. It was still dim, but for me with my eyes used to darkness, it brought tears to my eyes it hurt to see. It happened whenever Thuringwethil came in but I almost immediately shut my eyes after seeing her. This shape was far too tall and broad to be Thuringwethil. I blinked rapidly trying to force my eyes to adjust so I could see who I was looking at.
My stomach curdled in terror for a second as it seemed like Gothmog came into view. I closed my eyes hard and then blinked several more times my body freezing up in shock and terror. I stayed where I was in confusion and still a vague feeling of disinterest.
"Well. I must admit that it was a surprise that Tar-Mairon sent you down here. Not deep enough for true darkness or cold, but deep enough to feel a little bite" He sounded different. Or were my ears funny? I stayed motionless feeling despair at his words. Tar-Mairon sent me away. There was a pungent silence stretching between us. I let it stretch even further waiting for more words. Did he come here to taunt me? Like Thuringwethil? One day I would make sure she payed for this. He made a slight humming noise like he was considering something.
"what do you want?" I finally choked out unable to bear his silent presence anymore. I couldn't take anymore suspense. If was here to torture me, then he should just get it over with. I just wanted Tar-Mairon again. It was so cold without him.
"What do I want?" He asked thoughtfully "but I think the question is how much do you want Thuringwethil to leave you alone?"
I finally lifted my head up a bit. He had my desperate and hopeful attention now. "You can make her leave me alone?" I whimpered sitting all the way up and putting my hand over my neck cautiously.
"I can protect you from everyone and everything in here. Make sure you are left alone." He said with a vicious smile. Its like he wanted to fight someone. I shivered and his eyes narrowed. "Maybe send something to warm the air a bit"
"Could you ask Tar-Mairon to take me back?" I asked in a forlorn voice. He laughed at that and it was answer enough.
"what do you want?" I asked dreading the answer but knowing I had to give in if I could.
"Nothing very drastic" He said making me close my eyes. Whatever he was going to say would be drastic "I just want you to tell me how to make Airawende feel like how you feel with Tar-Mairon and a little more. She should want me" I kept my eyes closed thinking quickly in confusion. What? I opened them and looked at him. I quickly averted my gaze at the malevolent power brimming in his red eyes. I hesitated still feeling extremely off-kilter at his strange request. Would Airawende feel like I betrayed her If I told him all about her personality and hobbies when we were back in the old world? What does he mean like how I feel with Tar-Mairon? And want him? That can't be automatically just a given. I stared at him.
"Well Haldamire?" He asked seeming suddenly more imposing. Heat emanated off him warming the room. I gasped as the cold seemed to flee the room almost instantly.
"I uh" I had to tell him what I knew. Even if Airawende thought of it as betrayal. She would understand me telling him about her. Well she would eventually. I mean he was going to do whatever he wanted anyway. Maybe this would even help Airawende. "I'll tell you everything I know about her, but I don't know…" I started.
"Excellent" he said cutting me off. He looked strangely triumphant and vicious at the same time. I could not help but feel a terrible sense of foreboding wind itself through me. "Let's start now shall we? I will even have someone go fetch you better food when are done." I swallowed meekly and nodded. I did not really have a choice anyway.