The Unexpected | LotR Fanfiction

Chapter 21

Sorry for all of you all who already read this. Part of this chapter somehow got deleted, so I had to rewrite it. The part that I had to rewrite is the second Legolas part to the end.

"So... Lumornel. What brought you to your journey?" Saruman's deep voice rumbled in his chest as he paced slowly in front of me, his staff clanged softly on the cold, hard ground.

I stayed silent, mostly out of fear than out of being rebellious. And... if I open my mouth to talk, then I could say the wrong thing which could either get me killed or my friends killed.

The white wizard looks to the orc that is guarding the door, "cut her bonds. Let her limbs be free."

"But sire--" The orc began.

"Do as I say." The way Saruman didn't have to yell to get any of the orcs to do his bidding terrified me.

The orc approached me slowly in a fearful manner. It's stench made me want to gag. I felt the cold bite of the dagger and the soft growling of the rope as it was cut. I sighed in relief when my hands were free, rubbing my wrists to get the feeling of the ropes off. The orc did the same to my ankles.

I sat up and looked at the wizard curiously, did he know about my powers? If so, isn't he fearful of me? If he is, then he hides it well.

Saruman stopped in front of me, "answer me when I speak to you, child. What brought you on your journey?"

I opened my mouth but words didn't come. Shouldn't he know why I went on this quest? Doesn't he know that I am the One the prophecy speaks of? Everyone else seems to know before me. Plus, he's a wizard. Does he even know ab--

I felt a sharp sting on the side of my face as the force of his slap sent me sprawling on the cold floor. I cried out in pain and clutched at my cheek. His ring had hit directly on my cheekbone, making it feel like a rock had just rammed into my face. No doubt I would have a nasty bruise.

"Speak!" I flinched at his terrifying voice.

I sat up once more, clutching at my cheek as silent tears poured down my face like dew on mid-morning leaves. I gained enough courage to stand, nervously waddling on my feet.

"I-I wanted to a-accompany a friend." It wasn't a lie. But it wasn't the full truth either.

Saruman narrowed his eyes as if he knew I wasn't telling the complete truth. But he let it slide.

"Do you know of your origin?" His deep and loud voice stung my ears.

"I-I do not know what you mean..." I refused to tell him about Galadriel and Celeborn. I don't want to put my birth parents in any harm. If he knew the truth then he could somehow manage to capture them and use them as leverage. My brain told me that Galadriel and Celeborn would never allow themselves to be caught alive, but in my state, I wasn't thinking straight.

"Do not lie to me!" I flinched. I kept my mouth tightly shut while looking at my dirty boots. I had acquired a hole or two in them and mud caked the edges. At the next town I get to... If I ever get out of this place alive... I'll have to get them fixed and clean.

"Child..." he sighed, "if you do not cooperate I will be forced to use a more painful of course of action."

I stayed staring at my shoes. I noticed tiny bits of grass in the mud.

"What has Elrond discussed with you?" I kept my mouth shut. I knew of Elrond, but have never met him. But I wasn't about to tell him that. He is not going to get the satisfaction.