The elf.
The elf in front of him.
Curled up smaller than he should be, cheekbones protruding from his shockingly beautiful face, and his eyes, sunken and dull but burning with fear, anger, and every other emotion in between -
It sent shivers down his spine.
He turned his head to his master. "Who is he?"
"Maedhros Nelyafinwë," Melkor whispered back. The elf flinched at the mention of his name.
"Now High King of the Noldor, as of a while ago."
"Oh".
And then the elf spoke.
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Of Love and Torture
FanfictionThis is an Angbang/Silmarillion fanfic written by me and the incredible @SweetieDoggie. In which an irritable Melkor, a disaster-prone Mairon and an unfortunate Maedhros all end up in the same fortress, so naturally chaos ensues.
