We ate and drank. After he told me his story I effectively told the story of The Lord of the Rings. I told him about Lord Sauron and the ring of power. The prince assured me that because of Earth's technology the story could not be real. I nodded and accepted that it was not a real-life story, but promised him that it would be very good, so even though it wasn't real he chose to listen to it regardless. He was quickly enamored with the Shire and his favorite character by far seemed to have been Samwise Gamgee. He laughed and listened attentively. His golden eyes seemed to capture each segment of the story. We sat there for hours.
"But what happened to Saruman?"
"He remained in his tower," I replied.
"That was a strategic mistake. Gandalf should have destroyed him while he still had the chance," Brok commented.
"What do you mean? He was just tired of all of the bloodshed."
"Precisely if he was tired, he should have finished him off. An enemy as Saruman was dangerous to have been left alive. He has a thirst for vengeance, plus he has powerful influence. Gandalf underestimates his enemy," Brok said.
"It's just a story," I replied.
"Yes, definitely it is only a story. I imagine that Saruman apologizes and Gandalf believes him."
"They don't meet again, or at least not that I'm aware of. I've only read Lord of the Rings. I never read the following books."
"Oh, what a pity. This story seems very interesting, but don't stop now, tell me the rest. I am dying to know," Brok said. I had to laugh.
"I really need to walk a little," I said.
"Yes, let us walk around the castle. I would like to show you my art collection," Brok said.
"Okay, sure," I said. I was about to get up.
"No, no, no. Allow me," Brok said standing from his chair very quickly. He pulled my chair again and I stood up.
"Thank you... thank you for the meal and for being so nice to me," I said.
"No Anabella, I thank you," he said. He grabbed my hand for the first time and strangely I felt alright under his grasp. We walked out of the dining room. Krimla walked towards us and she immediately noticed that we were holding hands. She didn't seem to like the gesture, but was very good at hiding it.
"Krimla, please remove the left overs. You can eat it with the rest of the servants if you wish or you can feed it to the pets or throw it all away, it is indifferent to me."
"Yes, my prince."
"Don't throw that food away, eat it yourself or give it to the pets, but don't be wasteful, please..." I said. Brok raised one of his black eyebrows and glanced at me. Then he looked back at Krimla waiting for her response. Krimla stared back at the prince and responded.
"Of course, Miss Torres. Whatever you wish," Krimla said and entered the dining room. Brok and I walked away together.
"Very good Anabella, very good," Brok said. I nodded and tilted a bit to try to glance back at Krimla, but all I really caught of her was the back of her purple tentacle head and her dark dress. I walked on forward with Prince Brok and continued to tell him the story of the Lord the Rings the best I could.
We reached the seventh and final story of the castle when I was finally at the end of the tale. Frodo Baggins had finally left Middle Earth.
"What a marvelous story. Very enjoyable," Brok said.
"It wasn't my story, it was written by J.R.R. Tolkien," I responded.
"Did you know him?"
"No. He was already dead when I read the story."
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