I'm back, finally… actually, I didn't think somebody was reading, until I got Lysana's reviews. Thank you.

Sauron is supposed to be freaking hot in this part of the story, yes… actually, Mr Tolkien didn't describe him as "hot" but we imagine he was.

When I write a fic about Sauron, I always have two parts struggling : the rational one and the I-believe-in-charming-prince one. I have decided which part I take for this fanfic. You'll see.

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The next day, Anarima harassed her with questions after the lesson.

"What did you do? Tell me everything!"

"He led me up to a hill. We watched the sunset. That was wonderful."

"Whao, very romantic. He knows how to deal with girls. And after, what did you do?"

"I came back home."

"Are you kidding?"

"No."

Anarima lifted her eyes up to the sky.

"You're so silly sometimes. No wonder why you're not married yet!"

"Give me a break, I'm 20."

Her friend looked away.

"What? You never expected me to marry Sauron, did you?"

"Think about it. He's nice, he's smart, he's hot, he likes you and you love him. What's the problem?"

"Eru damn it, he's immortal! This is the problem."

"You know what? Take your courage, go to him and tell him."

"No way. And for your information, I won't go to his lessons anymore. I don't want to see him. And if you tell him anything, I'll kill you."

Daewen was threatening. Anarima gave up. This was her problem. Daewen had always been a chicken with guys, but this time, it was going too far.

She came back on Oromet this night. She saw him watching the sunset, and he didn't see her. That was better. He waited for some time after the night had come. She knew he was waiting for her. But she couldn't show up. If he had been human, she would have.

He was a god. He had served the first Dark Lord, Morgoth. He had been into evil too long. He was deprived of any emotion, except hatred. He could never love her. He was unable to do it. His heart was made of ice.

She loved the part of him that could have been named "Annatar", Lord of Gifts, as he was some centuries ago. But he was a deceiver, his fair appearance and his apparent good intentions were only a mask, like the one he had worn when he had given Rings of Power. He had never truly been nice, except at the beginning of the world, before Morgoth perverted him.

Then she understood his purpose here. He wasn't doing this for charity only. At that time, he was only teaching applied physics, but soon, he will teach more dangerous things for them. He would lie to them. And people, knowing what he had taught to be true, would believe in his sayings.

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She waited until all light had gone and took the road back home. On that day, she wasn't lucky. She got into a dark street. At the end was a guy that came to her.

"Hi, sweetheart, what are you doing here?" he asked.

Crap, she thought. She tried to come back. There was another guy.

"Where are you going?" the other asked.

"I'm going back home, you stupid. Where do you expect me to go at that late hour?"

She wanted to appear assured but they weren't fooled. They came closer. One of them took her arm. She tried to escape.

"Hey, you're not in hurry," the other mocked. "Stay a little bit."

Daewen cursed her dad who had refused to teach her how to fight with a sword. Macho man, she thought. Isildur was at home, he was probably already asleep. She was alone with these two guys, and only Eru knew what they had planned to do.

"Hey, she's Elendil's daughter!" one guy noticed.

"Your dad hadn't locked you in your bedroom?"

"Go to hell!" she snorted. "Or to the Nameless Void with Morgoth."

They put her on the ground. One of the guys was holding her hands. The other had sat on her knees, preventing her from moving, and he tore her dress.

She gave him a gaze that could freeze an erupting volcano. And she thought of Sauron. She didn't know why. She would have preferred him to rape her. Well, if she had actually been in this situation with him, that wouldn't have been raping, she would have wanted it. She couldn't move at all. She closed her eyes, resigned.

Then she heard an agony scream and felt blood falling on her belly. She opened her eyes. The guy that was standing on top of her fell, a sword in his chest. The other released her and she didn't move.

The man was terrified. She heard a dark and sweet voice.

"Are you not ashamed to attack helpless girls?"

She recognized him. Sauron. He had come to save her. Or perhaps he had known already and this was all planned. The man didn't have time to think. Sauron removed his sword from the dead man and put it into his chest. He fell as well.

He looked at the terrified girl that was half naked, lying at his feet. He gave her his hand and helped her to get up. She was still disturbed about what had happened.

"Don't worry, nobody is going to hurt you anymore."

He took her into his arms, she buried her head in his chest, wanting to be never parted for him, wanting to stay forever in his powerful and protective arms.

"Why are you doing this for me?" she asked.

"Because you deserve to be respected."

This wasn't by random that he had been here. This was all made. Her father was right, he was seductive and manipulative. But this time, she wasn't fooled.

"Where do you live?" he asked.

She explained him. He took her arm and led her home.

"Why didn't you come tonight?" he asked her on the way.

He seemed to like her. One part of her, one small part wanted to believe he was nice, he had saved her from these guys, that he truly cared about her.

"We ate until late in the night. I came after sunset, hoping to see you, but you were already gone" she lied.

He accepted her apologies. This was all wrong. He was a god, he knew everything. He knew she loved him. Why was he doing this?

They arrived at her door. He pushed her against it and brushed her cheek with his hand. He was too close. She could feel his breath on her face and he could feel her heart that was beating fast against his chest.

"Come here tomorrow night" he begged, his lips lightly touching hers.

She sighed and closed her eyes. He kissed her deeply and she let him do it. This was her first kiss and she wanted it to last forever. But it ended.

"I'll come, I promise," she whispered.

He left her and she fell, sliding on the door. She closed her eyes, remembering every second she had spent with him.

Then she came back to reality. He had seduced her and manipulated her. He was very gifted for that. And she hated him, because she was loosing all her control when he was next to her. He seemed too perfect, this couldn't be real.

But one part of her heart wanted it to be true. One part wanted to believe he was truly nice, free from all the evil he had been into. But there were few probabilities. He had been evil for more than five thousands years, he couldn't change in some months, especially for a human girl. She wasn't the most beautiful girl on earth, why had he chosen her? She thought for a while, and then she knew. He had chosen her because she was Elendil's daughter, and Elendil was the leader of his opponents. And he hoped her to convince her father that he was nice, so he could go on with his plan. She didn't know anything about his plan, but she knew it had nothing to do with the wellness of her people.

She decided to see him the next day, to uncover him, finally, find out what this real intentions were.

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