Disclaimer: I do not own Lord of The Rings. Just my characters.
Lessien was getting worried. Where was Gandalf? Why didn't he leave? It was a new day and Gandalf's horse was still waiting for him.
Her breakfast appeared trough a hole in the door and she ate it thinking of how much time would she spent in this tower. She wanted to go to Rivendell, know her family, make friends, be happy. But with Saruman on her the task was difficult.
Once she was finished, she push the tray over the hole again and sat in her bed reading. That's when Saruman entered.
He looked pleased for some reason and that made Lessien suspicious.
"Look trough the window child." he ordered.
She looked. And she didn't liked it one bit. Trees were being cut down by orcs, the river was blocked, and they had built a pit, with paths underground, which she guessed was where orcs were being made, and prepared for battle.
"How could you do that? To the Ents?" she was mad, beyond mad.
"Silence. This is wait waits Middle-Earth Lessien. The power of Sauron is going stronger and nothing can stop it." he said to her.
'Gandalf' she thought. 'He wouldn't allow this'. "Gandalf. I saw him coming. Where is he?"
"Gandalf the Grey chose, dead to power."
'Dead? Gandalf? No' she refused to accept that.
"What did you do to him? Is he dead?" at this point Lessien didn't care anymore, she threw herself at Saruman only to end up against a wall again screaming with pain.
"He's not dead. But he will be. Soon. And you will be too if you do not start to behave."
He turned around and Lessien fell to the ground. She heard him open the door and leave. What was she going to do?
Days passed and Lessien was getting desperate. She had to do something but what?
One afternoon she decided to take actions. She had saw Saruman going outside and talking to the orcs so she saw an opening.
Saruman had taught her magic. Some basics and some more advanced spells. Lessien just wished it would be enough. With all her strength and concentration she stood in front of the door, murmuring spells and waving her hands. She was about to give up when suddenly she heard a 'crack' and the lock was broken.
The will to sing and dance was amazing but she had more important things to do.
Checking to see if any orcs were around she stepped out of the room that had been her prison for four years.
'No orcs. Dumb creatures they are' she thought has she started walking down the hallway. It was lunch time, so all of them should be in the inferior grounds 'having lunch'. Still she tiptoed and was constantly turning her head. Orcs might not be around but she knew how dangerous Saruman was.
Finally she reached her destination. Knowing Saruman, he always capped his prisoners in the highest spot in the tower. She smiled of how predictable in certain things he was.
The door was opened. He would never thought that someone would go up there. The orcs feared him to much.
'Who would have guessed 'uncle'?' Lessien thought wearing an ironic grin.
The stairs grew and grew longer and after a few minutes Lessien thought that it didn't had a end but it did. Once she step over the last step she saw.
In front of her, Saruman was torturing Gandalf with his staff and the victim was hanging with just his feet to the tower.
Lessien was divided. Should she help Gandalf or hide?
'No. This is my chance. To be something more'.
"Saruman! Stop this now."
He noticed her coming for him and with just one movement she was in the same position as Gandalf.
"Well, well I do have to give you some credit fool child. You managed to break trough my spells. But it did not served you well. You are going to die along with him."
Saruman turned to Gandalf. "Would you care to know who are you going to die with Gandalf? There at your side stands the youngest daughter of Lord Elrond, Lessien."
Lessien watched as Gandaf's eyes expressed surprised and then he turned his head to her.
She closed her eyes waiting for the fall, and felt Gandalf's hand in her.
Then without warning Gandalf pushed her down and they fell. Lessien wanted to scream but there was no time because the next thing she knew she was in the back of a eagle running way from the terror of Saruman.
It's Christmas Eve! I'm not going to post in the next 3 or 4 days so... Merry Christmas and review please!
