7. 07 - Between Life and Death Legolas’ Soul Stands
Title: Prisoner of Gondor 7
Author: Sivan Shemesh firstname.lastname@example.org
Beta: Manon. Thank you sweetie.
Main Pairing: Glorfindel/Legolas, Aragorn/Legolas
Summary: Legolas and Glorfindel were on their way to Gondor, but on their arrival, things go wrong. One is put in the dungeon, after being horribly humiliated, and the other enjoys the good life. Will the prisoner find hope, or die alone in the dark dungeon after the humiliation?
Warning: Missing scene. Torture, dirty language, rape, sex, and the whole circumstances that followed, as well as thoughts of suicide.
In this chapter there is a lot of torture, if you can't bear this, just LEAVE.
If you are: It is your own risk/responsibility. You've been WARNED!
Disclaimer: I do not own any of J R R TOLKIEN's characters, only those I have created.
Author notes: This is still my first attempt at writing, so be kind.
Forfeit the game
Before somebody else
Takes you out of the frame
Puts your name to shame
Cover up your face
You can't run the race
The pace is too fast
You just won't last
"Points Of Authority" – Linkin Park
Chapter 7: Between Life and Death Legolas' Soul Stands
Few hours before sunrise… Inside the castle…
"I've been thinking what I should do with the elf in the dungeon…" Aragorn said, but he was cut off by Faramir who was not as patient as he thought he would be.
"And?" Faramir asked.
"I will kill him myself," Aragorn said.
"When my Lord?" Faramir asked.
"After you kill his horse, he will not be able to run from me, then I will kill him, and my wife will see it being done," Aragorn said determined.
Faramir saw the killer in Aragorn's eyes.
"In the morning you will take Eofor with you, and you will give me proof of having killed Legolas' horse," Aragorn ordered.
"Yes, my Lord," Faramir said.
"I am tired," Aragorn said and lay down next to Faramir.
Meanwhile in the dungeon…
There was a knock on the door.
One of the guards opened it and saw that it was Eofor, the stable boy.
"What do you want?" he asked.
"Can I not see him? He is my friend," Eofor said.
The guard let him in, and watched every move he made.
Eofor turned his face to them and said: "Can I see him alone? He has no place to run, look at him!"
The guards looked at the fragile elf lying on the cold floor, and knew Eofor spoke the truth, and left them alone, but stayed outside, still guarding.
Eofor knelt next to Legolas; the sight of his friend made him sick.
"How are you faring?" Eofor asked.
There was no answer from his friend.
"Is there anything I should do for you?" Eofor asked.
Eofor heard a weak voice, and saw Legolas' lips moving, shaking. He leaned closer to Legolas' lips, to try and hear what the elf was trying to say to him.
"Save my horse from your king's hands…" Legolas could not even say his friend's name.
"Save your horse? But why? I do not understand," Eofor said.
"Please save my horse, no matter what," Legolas said. He looked lost, his soul determined to go to Mandos' Halls, feeling the call.
"I will do whatever I can," Eofor said.
"I know…" Legolas said as his voice trailed off.
"What about you? Is there something that I can do for you?" Eofor asked, worried by his friend's condition.
"No – I only want you to save my horse, than try to ease my pain," Legolas answered.
The door slammed open and the guards entered, and pushed Eofor out of the way. They grabbed the whip and started to hit his friend before his eyes.
Eofor could not bear to watch the terrible act, and left the dungeon.
As the door closed behind him, he leaned against the wall, and then slid down to the floor. He covered his face with his hands and cried.
Eofor felt he didn't have the strength to face the guards. He could not. He felt guilty for not raising a hand to save his friend.
After several minutes Eofor calmed down, wiped his tears away and walked outside.
He breathed in the cold air, and walked towards the forest.
Eofor saw Legolas' clothes on the ground, saturated with blood.
'I may have a use these,' Eofor thought, taking the clothes and walking back to the stables.
At the same time in Arwen's room inside the castle…
Arwen watched Éowyn, who seemed to be sleeping peacefully, but she did not see her husband anywhere.
Tears fell from her eyes onto Éowyn, who slept.
Éowyn stirred; she felt wetness on her face and wiped it away, but she could still feel it. She opened her eyes and blinked, trying to get used to the darkness. Looking up, she saw her lady staring at her; there was a sad look in her eyes.
"My Lady?" Éowyn asked, staring back up at Arwen. She did not know if she was dreaming or not, if it was an illusion.
Arwen nodded and looked at her, the tears falling down her cheeks.
"Are you awake?" Éowyn asked as a small smile appeared on her lips. She could not quite believe that it was Arwen standing in front of her.
"Wh… where is…" Arwen's voice shuddered as she spoke, and it sounded very weak.
"Your husband?" Éowyn asked. She did not know what to say.
Arwen nodded, and started to worry that someone had hurt her lovely husband.
"He…" Éowyn started to say, at the same time trying to think of what she should say. "He is resting, my Lady; he feared for you."
Arwen swallowed the tears, and remembered Legolas' last words before she entered Glorfindel's room. Her heart started to beat harder and faster; she was worried.
"Is there something wrong my Lady?" Éowyn asked as she noticed the frown that suddenly appeared on her lady's face.
"N…no, nothing…" Arwen said.
She needed to speak with Legolas, she needed to apologize to him, for yelling at him and not believing him.
Éowyn got up and held Arwen closely to her, kissing her on the forehead. She saw her lady's eyes were wide open, and she noticed how quiet Arwen was, and thought her lady must have fallen asleep on her feet.
Éowyn guided her lady to the bed and lay her down before lying down next to her. She wrapped her arms around Arwen, wanting to feel her chest rise and fall, wanting to feel Arwen's breath on her neck.
The moon was replaced by the sun as a new day came, shining over the dark forest.
King Elessar woke as the sun shone through the window, and remembered the last words he said to Faramir.
'Legolas must die, and my wife will see it being done,' he thought.
He watched the sleeping Faramir who was lying next to him, and decided to wake him, as he has a mission to do – to kill Legolas' horse.
But Faramir woke up when the door slammed open and Éowyn walked inside, saying: "My Lord, I have good news!" She walked to the king and kissed him on the cheek, watching his face.
Then she noticed her husband was glaring at in her.
"What is it Éowyn?" Aragorn asked.
"Your wife, my Lord… she is awake…" Éowyn said as tears began rolling down her cheeks.
"Take me to her!" King Elessar ordered.
Éowyn walked back to the room where her lady was resting, and her husband and her lord followed her. She opened the door, and saw her lord staring deeply at his love, looking for a sign of life in her.
"My Lord, she needs you," Éowyn said, and pushed her king inside the room, and closed the door quietly.
Aragorn only stood there staring at Arwen. He could not make his way to her, feeling for the first time the fear eating his heart.
Arwen watched every move he took, except that he did not move. She was surprised he did not come closer, and she thought he feared to touch her.
She began to cry, afraid her husband no longer loved her anymore.
Aragorn saw the tears, and his heart began to ache, as it was hurt him to see her cry. He went towards her then, and moved his hand over her face, stroking her bruised cheek, the marks left on her face.
"I missed you," Aragorn said. His eyes filled with tears, and they started to fall.
'I missed you too,' Arwen thought but she could not say the words. She could not feel his love, something was missing.
"I…" Arwen began to say, only to be cut off by her husband who put his finger on her lips. He said: "Shh… my love… you need to regain your strength."
Aragorn moved his finger and kissed her as gently as he could, he did not want to hurt her. Then he stared at the window and saw the sun had risen further in the sky. He was about to leave when he felt Arwen's hand on his arm.
"S…stay with me," Arwen whispered.
"I need to go," Aragorn said. He did not know how his words hurt her; she felt she had been stabbed in the heart.
Aragorn noticed her sadness, and for a moment thought he should stay with her, but another thought soon followed, disturbing him. 'Legolas.' He decided that after the problem with Legolas was resolved, he would stay with his love, for as long as she wanted.
The king left the room without looking back.
He did not see his wife crying; he did not see how much he had hurt her in a different way.
End of Chapter 7.
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