Fallen Leafs, Part VIII
The wraiths rode for several days without stopping.
At last they reached their goal. Mirkwood.
Arrows flew at them before they even entered yet the wraiths merely
shrieked and rode straight through amongst the silent murmers of "Nazguls?
They rode up to the throne room, dismounted and walked up the steps
to the king.
Thranduil looked up from his seat to find himself staring at nine Nazguls.
"How dare you enter this sacred place!" he thundered. The
wraiths said nothing for a moment. "State the meaning of this!"
"Legolas..." he heard one of the riders in black whisper.
His eyes widened.
"What of Legolas?" he demanded.
"Give us your alliegence and we give you your son..." they
whispered. Thranduil stared at them angrily.
"What proof have you that you do indeed hold my son?"
One of the wraiths pulled out Legolas' bow from underneath his robes.
Thranduil stood up from his seat. He sat back down after a moment, a
look of defeat gracing his worried face.
"And if I do not agree to these terms?" he said softly, his
voice filled with hate.
"Legolas will join with us."
Thranduil laughed at this.
"My son is loyal. We agree to nothing." he said and stood
up again. He waved his hand. "Be gone!"
"So be it..." the nine said at once. With a shriek they left.
Thranduil fell to his knees.
One of the servants went up to Thranduil.
"What do you wish us to do my lord?" she asked slowly. She
put hher hand on his shoulder for comfort.
"Send our warriors to follow the wraiths and save Legolas."
Thranduil ordered. The servant bowed and left.
"You must join us..." Saruman chanted slowly. Legolas' laid
on the floor drenched in sweat.
Legolas was growing far too tired to resist any longer. His thoughts
became completely focused on the ring that called to him from his pocket.
He longed to touch it, more than anything in the world. He forgot that
Saruman was even there after a while.
Saruman smiled twistedly down at Legolas when he noticed that one of
Legolas' hands was reaching for the ring. Legolas would make an excellent
servant of Sauron. Mirkwood would fall to the darkness and the elves
save from Lothlorien would become servants to Sauron. It would work
"My ring..." he heard Legolas mutter.
"Yes Legolas. Take your ring." Saruman said kneeling down
besides Legolas. "You desire it do you not?"
Legolas faintly nodded.
"Then what is preventing you from taking what is rightfully yours?
It is your fate to become a servant of Sauron as was mine. One cannot
deny fate." Saruman said.
Legolas reached for his ring.
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