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Chapter 17

Welcome, my friends

"I told you to run…"

Nividia rolled over on her back as she remained conscious and then she felt a kick in the side. She opened her eyes and saw a figure stand over her. "Ancalagon…" she whispered but then the figure laughed and she saw Sauron look down at her.

"You are a fool, you know that?" He asked. Nividia sat up when Sauron took few steps back. "I did not find the Hobbit, but I will when I will read your mind."

"Ha! In your dreams, Sauron!" She spat.

"Soon my dear, soon my world will be mine. The world of Men is falling and I will have my Ring. When I do have it you are the first one I will kill," he said.

"Sadly that will not work," she said. "If you see, I and my God have made a deal." She knew she should not say this. "Do you ever wonder how in the world I´ve survived for this long? The Elves have killed me, even the Men and yet I still coming back as if I was just sleeping. You did not bring me back in Moria, my God did." Sauron did not look at her when she said it, he only looked into nothing.

"That does not matter. I made you and with the help of the Ring, which I did not have that time, you will die and stay dead!" He walked over to the window. Nividia looked around and saw she must have been in one of his towers. It was all black and when she looked outside, the world looked dark as if it already is gone.

"You won´t kill me, Sauron. You´ve never had the strength to hurt me," she said, hoping she found some love for her in him. Sauron turned his head to her.

"You think so? Well you are wrong. My love died when you kissed the dragon! Melkor was fool enough to make him part human and part dragon, it made him weak!" He turned to the window again. "Look out of the window, Nividia. What do you see? Do you see hope for the Men? For this world to be free?" He laughed. "The Men are weak and the Elves are fleeing across the sea with their tales between their legs."

"NO!" She yelled. "You are wrong. There is still strength in the world of Men." Sauron smiled to her, over the years she has never liked his smile.

"The blood of Númenor is all but spent, they are all dead. Saruman is taking over Rohan for me and thanks to his pathetic weak Uruk-Hai army that looks like rats the Steward´s oldest son is dead," he said.

"Boromir?" Nividia asked worried. "It cannot be…" She whispered.

"Yes that was his name, Boromir!" He spat out his name as if it was dirt. "He was the only one who could hold up the defensive of the city of Gondor and now he is gone… So will the race of Men." Nividia looked down on the ground, she did not like it.

"Soon, Nividia, will Rohan be mine and so will Gondor," he said proud. Nividia opened her mouth to say anything but Sauron came forth. "Strength!" He laughed. "I´ve corrupted the Steward of Gondor, all he will be doing the next months is grieving over his dead son! Can´t say that his other son is any better."

"How long have I been out?" She asked when something came up in her mind.

"Few days. Angmar hit you to hard," Sauron said. She thought of how far Frodo and Sam have got. Sauron ran fast over to her and took his hand around her neck and barely squeezed. "Now! Tell me about the Hobbit!" He almost commanded. She shook her head, not saying a word. Nividia kicked him in the stomach making him fall across the stone floor. She then stood up.

"You can´t make me say anything!" She said to him while he was still sitting down on the floor. "The only one who could read my mind was Melkor, but he is long gone! You could not do it in my tiger form or in Elf. So don´t think you can do it now!" Sauron stood up; looking deadly serious and walked over to his throne chair that Nividia just saw was here. On the armchair it was two Palantirs. The stones you can communicate with others. He sat down and looked at something behind her. She turned around seeing the wall move in a circle. The circle made wind blowing. Nividia took her hand up, she did not like the Darkness and then two figures came out. As they got closer, only few steps, she saw who they were and her eyes widened in fear. The one to her right was in red armour, and the other had black paints and shirtless. They both looked around and then they set their eyes at both Nividia and Sauron.

"Welcome, my friends," Sauron said. Nividia rested her eyes at the man at the left; she tried seeing the little light she had always seen in his eyes. But they were both dark and full of evil. He did not smile the friendly smile he always did to her. Nividia took few slowly steps back.

"Melkor and Ancalagon," she whispered.