A while later and Mairon swaggered in to the throne room, licking his lips and rubbing a stray splash of blood off his cheek.
As soon as Melkor saw him he rolled his eyes and sighed.
"Mairon."
"Yeah?"
"Where is the elf?"
Mairon snorted, licking the finger he had used to wipe off the blood with.
"Not available for comment."
This made Melkor bury his face in his hands.
"You mean he's not conscious?"
Mairon shrugged. "Something like that."
YOU ARE READING
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.
