He stood at the railing, looking down at once what was. Once what was a fiery place where evil was created was now filled with water, and the Ents walked around Isengaurd proudly.
Sauruman was claimed to have no more power, but how wrong Gandalf the white was wrong, for he had some power left, but he had to use it wisely.
Sauruman walked back into the tower and stood in the middle. There were vials of liquids, tools with sharp edges.
He had heard of Aragorn’s daughter, Denali. And of the powers that she had. If he could get her, then he could take her powers for his own, and have revenge.
“My lord? What do you ask of us?” A ragged voice asked.
Sauruman turned and saw three orks standing there. They were horrid looking creatures, and Sauruman often asked himself why he chose to deal with these beasts.
“How many of you are left?” He asked in his deep voice.
“After the raid at Minas Tirith, we have over 2,000, my lord.” The first ork answered.
“And what of the girl? The king’s daughter?” Sauruman asked, growing impatient.
The orks shifted uneasily.
“She was not to be found, my lord. We think that she may have escaped with the elf.” The first one said slowly.
“Elf?” Sauruman questioned. Then he realised. Legolas Greenleaf. One of the Fellowship that was sent to destroy the Ring. Why was he at Minas Thirith?
“Find them. And when you do, kill the elf, but bring me the girl untouched. I need her to be in perfect condition.” He said, and then turned back to the balcony.
He will have her, and her powers.
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The King's Daughter
Fantasi(BOOK ONE OF THREE) 18 years after the defeat of the great Eye, friends and family from all around come together at Minras Thirith for the King's Daughter's birthday, Denali. Legolas, one of Aragorns greatest compainion and friend, comes and is inst...
