His Queen

Chapter 55 - Kitra

A loud shriek pierced the air. Kitra's heart raced as she watched the Witch King's fell beast soar through the sky, its wings slicing through the air with terrifying speed. The beast seemed to move with deadly precision, homing in on its target—Theoden. She barely had time to react before the fell creature swooped down, its massive jaws clamping around both the king and his horse. With a sickening crunch, it flung them aside like discarded toys, sending them crashing to the earth.

Kitra's gasp was stifled by her hand as she watched in horror. Theoden lay motionless, his breath coming in ragged gasps as he struggled to free himself from the weight of his horse. His once-gleaming armor was now twisted and broken, a testament to the violent impact. The creature towered over him, its malevolent gaze fixed upon the fallen king. Its monstrous form cast a looming shadow over the scene, sending shivers down Kitra's spine. She could feel the tension in the air like a tangible force, as if the very environment was holding its breath in anticipation of what would come next.

The Witch King's voice dripped with venom, his words laced with a cold, bloodthirsty malice. "Feast on his flesh," he hissed, the darkness of his intentions seeping into every syllable like a poison.

The massive, hulking beast shuddered as it lurched forward, its sharp, jagged teeth gleaming in the dim light. Its muscles rippled and bulged beneath its matted fur, ready to pounce on its unsuspecting prey. But before it could reach its target, Kitra's body surged with adrenaline and she lunged forward without a second thought, her heart pounding so hard in her chest she could feel it in her ears

Her scream pierced the air, sharp and unyielding. Her voice was a weapon, filled with ferocity and unwavering determination. "You will not lay a finger on him!" she shouted, her words echoing through the empty space. The fire in her eyes burned bright, fueled by love and protectiveness for the one she held dear. She stood tall and resolute, ready to defend at all costs.

The Witch King's piercing gaze bore into her, his presence oozing with an aura of evil and destruction. His voice, like a chill wind that heralded the coming of winter, was laced with cruel mockery as he spoke to her. She could feel the weight of his power pressing down on her, threatening to suffocate her very soul.

The menacing figure sneered, his lip curling in disgust. "Sauron's whore," he snarled, his tone heavy with contempt. "Do not dare to stand in the way of the Nazgûl and their prey." The words echoed through the dark cavern, filled with malice and power. His eyes glinted with a fiery rage, ready to strike at any moment. The air around him seemed to pulse with an ominous energy, warning all who stood in his path.

The monstrous creature lunged at Kitra, its jaws gaping open to reveal rows of razor-sharp teeth. But she was swift and agile, dodging the attack with a graceful sidestep. With a fierce battle cry, she swung her mighty sword and connected with the beast's neck, cleanly severing its head from its body. The massive creature collapsed to the ground in a lifeless heap, its death throes causing the earth to tremble beneath them. Kitra stood victorious, panting and covered in sweat and blood, savoring the sweet taste of victory over her formidable foe.

The Witch King's fury was almost tangible, his towering figure looming over Kitra with burning eyes that seemed to pierce her very soul. She frantically searched for any sign of weakness in his armor, her heart pounding in her chest as she grabbed a discarded wooden shield, knowing full well she faced a formidable foe. The air crackled with tension as the Witch King's mace swung towards her, the sheer force of it causing the ground to tremble. Kitra's movements were swift and calculated as she dodged his heavy blows, each missed strike sending shockwaves through the earth. The power behind his attacks was overwhelming, threatening to crush her at any moment. But Kitra refused to back down, determined to defeat the fearsome Witch King and protect her people from his wrath.