The black rider rode all day only stopping once in which time Nicassius had tried to run free so he had bound her hands. She did not know where his horse got its relentless energy and speed from, it seemed unnatural to her
"Where are you taking me?" She asked
"To your new home Nicassius" he whispered as he sucked the smell of her hair into his nostrils, his head pressed over her shoulder, she could feel his breath against her cheek and he smelt of musty damp leather which almost made her reatch
"Why now? Why didn't you take me in the forest that day you sent the old woman?"
"I would have" he said "but I wasn't able to reveal myself to you in my true form until today and if it wasn't for those pesky elves turning up" he spoke the words through his teeth "and the mindless Orcs could not do the job properly either, they let you slip through their fingers, even after I made it easy for them by sending you the sickness to slow you down" the raspiness of his voice rang through her ears making her stomach churn
"You know what they say Nicassius, if you want a job doing properly, you have to do it yourself!" He had become softy melodic again.
Legolas had raced off on his horse after them, swiftly following by Aragorn, Niall and Neymar. He wasn't stopping for anyone and he didn't wait for the men. Eventually he had to stop to allow his horse to rest, giving the others a chance to catch up to him. He stood above a rock ledge looking out into the distance studying the landscape carefully.
"What do your elf eyes see?" Aragorn asked as he dismounted
"A black rider, a wraith, neither living or dead, but he came to her in his human form!" Legolas replied
"How?" Aragorn asked
"Where is he taking my sister?" Neymar shouted as he jumped off his horse and stomped over towards Legolas. Aragorn pressed his hand up to the mans chest stopping him going any further
"we do not know yet" he said calmly
"Why has he taken her, what are you not telling us elf?"'He ordered. Legolas moved passed them ignoring his questions as he began to trace the hoof marks on the ground again
"You are not helping" Niall said trying to calm his brother "we should not waste time fighting amongst ourselves" Neymar shrugged himself away from Aragorn's hand and growled
As darkness fell the black rider continued at great speed, Nicassius became weary "stay awake"'he ordered nudging her shoulder as she went limp from tiredness "or I will tie you to my horse and drag you behind"
In the distance she saw a rocky hill, at it's highest point there was a dark fortress, the black rider rode towards it. As they reached the heavy metal gates she saw orcs, they guarded the entrance and her eyes fell upon the large leathery looking face that she had met before. The black rider stopped his horse in front of the large Orc and he grabbed her by the scruff of her neck and threw her down towards him, she landed on his chest and he threw her to the floor.
"A job I had to finished for you, fools, make sure she doesn't escape this time" he growled at the Orc
The Orc picked her up and threw her over it's shoulder and took her inside as the black rider dismounted his horse. She was thrown into a dark cell and the stench of stale orcs filled her nostrils, she stumbled forward coming to a halt as she hit the wall at the back. As she turned around she came straight into contact with the orcs giant fist
"that's for escaping the first time"'he said and she fell unconscious to the floor.
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The Witch of Mirkwood
FanfictionShe had been mistaken for a witch, captured by Thranduil and thrown into prison, her fate lies in the hands of a handsome elf, with the help of his friend the ranger can they save her in time? "Legolas studied her as he knelt down next to Aragorn...
