Sauron's Adopted Daughter

Saruman and Isengard at Work

Caladwen's POV:

It took me awhile to reach Isengard, but I had finally made it. I slowed my horse down into a walk, so that Sadron could rest and have a breather. Just seeing the tower made me angry and disgusted. I hated coming here so much, but there was nothing I could do. I had my orders and I needed to follow my father's wishes.

I rode past the wall and saw many orcs. Some were bringing in trees, while others were making weapons and armor for the battle that will soon come. I didn't like orcs much. They were so annoying and filthy. When I was younger, I had a bad temper, so when ever I was in a bad mood or didn't like the orcs around me I would just fight them so I had an excuse to kill them. I wanted to hop off my horse right now and kill the ones staring at me, as I rode by. But, I didn't because I knew that would set my father's plans back and I would severely be punished for a mistake like that.

I held my head high and didn't make any eye contact with the orcs. They stared at me and stopped their work, as I rode toward the tower. They must have thought I was the Witch-king of Angmar because of my cape, but sadly for them, it was their master's daughter.

I stopped in front of the tower. Saruman quickly came out of his tower to greet me. The man was dressed in bright white close. His beard was even a bright white. He held his staff in his right hand.

"Caladwen, my lady, it is good to see you again." greeted Saruman.

I didn't reply right away to Saruman. I took the hood off my head and looked around at the orcs, who began to tremble with fear. I flung my right leg around my horse and hopped off my horse. I held the reins in my hand, while I took a couple of steps forward.

"I wish I could say it was nice to see you, Saruman." I replied.

Saruman immediately had a sad and angry face appear on his face. I could tell that I was getting to him, like I always did. I don't think he has ever gotten over the fact that my father preferred my work over his, but oh well. I can't help being his master's daughter.

"You there, help our master's daughter with her horses reins." ordered Saruman, as he pointed at one of the orcs.

The orc was hesitant at first, but he slowly came over to me. He held out his hands, so I put the reins in his hands. I walked around the orc and went over to Saruman. He led me into his tower, where we walked up to a private room, that had the Palantir of Orthanc in the middle of the room.

"I heard that the Fellowship has taken the Caradhras pass." said Saruman. "I take it you had something to do with that."

"Skip the friendly conversation, Saruman. I hope you summoned me to Isengard for more than just a friendly conversation."

"My master, Sauron, would like for you to follow the Fellowship as much as possible." explained Saruman. "However, when the times comes you must meet my army at Helms Deep for the battle that is suppose to come."

"I very well know the plan, Saruman." I replied. "Don't worry, I'll meet your army at Helms Deep."

Saruman smiled at me. It felt weird and made me uncomfortable. So, I quickly turned my back to him and walked down the stairs. He followed behind me a ways. I walked outside and still saw the orcs not doing what they were suppose to do. I was angry. How could Saruman let this happen? Our plans will be delayed if they don't start doing what they are suppose to do.

I walked over to the orc and took Sadron's reins from the orcs hands. I put my left foot in the stirrup and flung my right leg over my horse. I quickly took out my elf sword and slissed the head off of the orc, that was once holding my horses reins. All of the other orcs backed up in fear and panic. I looked over at Saruman, who stared at me with anger. I knew he didn't appreciate me killing his orc, but I need to do it so I could prove a point.

I pointed the tip of my sword at Saruman and said, "I think it is time that you stop focusing on me and start focusing on your army and what you are suppose to do. So far, I haven't seen an army, but a bunch of scared orcs who won't stand a chance at Helms Deep. Fix it!"

I put my sword back in its holster. I put the black hood over my head and galloped away and out of Isengard. I needed to make my way to Lorien, so I could meet up with the Fellowship of the Ring. Before I fall too far behind.