THE BLUE TARGARYEN || The Rings of Power

Orcs and Fire

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|| the arrival of Aelora and Halbrand, Galadriel and Elendil to Middle Earth's fields was something the Orcs had not foreseen or planned for.

But it was no great surprise to Galadriel to see Orcs attacking a village. But she intended to stop them before they got further into the city. Aelora was gone from her side for a few minutes before the sky shook, and the Orcs looked up in fear.

From the tremendous blue realm of the heavens came a black beast's eyes burning in an orange-black flame. The flame of The Last Dragon.

All the Orcs scream as she opens her gap and lets out rivers of deadly angry flames. The townspeople retreat into the fire until the excellent stain threatens their lives. But they do not run after them like the fire the Orcs so recklessly play with.

No, this fire only takes the Orcs in its grip, and after it comes, the black beast's claws are barred from attacking.

Galadriel and her riders soon ride in after the flames like the smoke that follows the red death. But they don't let the Orcs come to their senses; no Orc is alive soon.

Only one dressed in black is spared. The Dragon, AKA Aelora, lands with a tremor in front of him as he is about to mount a frightened horse that flies under the gaze of the Dragon. "are you leaving already?" growls the Dragon, his voice harsh and angry, but you can hear the woman's recognition. After a while, the sky shakes with another shadow, and it lands right behind the first.

"my princess," growls the beast. "kill him or give him to the elven commander." Aelora sighed and turned to the Men who clustered around her "give him to Galadriel."

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"When I was a child, I heard stories of Elves taken by Morgoth," Galadriel said. She and a man who was the leader of the Orcs attacked this village.

His name is called Adar, or the Orcs call him Adar. he didn't seem too afraid of Galadriel, but his heart feared the beast out there.

The black Dragon was none other than Princess Aelora.

She had decided to wait outside the small inn that Adar was trapped in. after Galadriel had spoken to him (more questioned him), the princess would do the same if necessary.

He was all the more afraid of her and would probably give different answers. One could hope. Halbrand approached the beast that had not become the princess he came to like. Her sizeable black head turned, and her bright blue eyes caught him. "my lord Halbrand," greeted the Dragon with a dip of her head.

Halbrand sighs and reaches out for her muzzle. Ellora gives him a sharp, questioning look, but he doesn't take his hand away. Finally, he lets the Dragon touch her. "you're quiet these days, princess. What's bothering you?" he finally says when the silence has lasted too long

aelora sighs and steps away from the rightful king. "you are not who you said you were when we met. You are a king who has been taken from your throne. We share the same fate; why wouldn't you share it with me?" she says. Halbrand sighs and takes his hand back.

Kronos watches them from the hill opposite the village, his sharp yellow eyes closely following these two. He has served his princess, his friend, all his life, and he will do it until death takes him. the sound of feet causes the red Dragon to turn towards the sound, and he sees a young man coming towards him. A horse follows him.

"what do you want, young man?" croons Kronos as the man comes within range. Isildur, for that, is this man's name, looks up startled. He hadn't forgotten that there was a second dragon here, but he knew he wouldn't be able to talk to it. Dragons have always scared him. they were, after all, the servants of the first Dark Lord.

But this one looks kind and old. Kronos can see he is scared and snorts "you needn't be scared of me, man of Numenor. I will bring you no harm. unless you give me a good reason, of course," he hums, lowering his head so he can look straight into Isil's brown honing colored eyes.

"Hmm," the dragon hums, "you have your father's eyes. I see why my princess sees you as a good friend. Your father is loyal, and she needs a man like that. But so is Halbrand, the right king. Argh, can you help me, boy ?"

Isil was stunned, speechless. Why would this great Dragon ask him for help? And with what? "uh.. what- what should I help you with?" he asked, and Kronos smiled, a bright, toothy smile. "make sure my princess survives all that awaits her. be there for her when I can't," and after that, the red Dragon took to the sky but he would come back.

Dragons always will.

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