"Very well then... I have a question for you Adastrea... do you think that even if you escape Mordor that you will find peace and live among good? It is all the same Adastrea... you live here safely under my protection or you can go now with my permission to the world that Sauron shall soon conquer..."

Melachor inspected her with a smile on his face.

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Let him curse my name
On these blood stained pages of misery
Let him call me a tyrant so cruel
Let him curse my name, but remember the truth!

Deawen scorched her cut till it was completly healed Deawen felt no pain the only thing she could feel was hate for all those times when she wished she was home live a normal life not be a pawn. really she was only there because her father has an army that Sauron want's so Sauron took something Dear from her Father his heir to the throne.

Deawen fell asleep shortly after every one else did but her dreams gave her no peace.

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Lips, ripe as the berries in June
Red the rose, red the rose
Skin, pale as the light of the moon
Gently as she goes

as always a hero comes home

Adastrea looked at him and was silent for a time. She bit her lip slightly, then sighed, "If I escape now Sauron would just send more after me. I won't escape safely until he is destroyed. If he could not find me, then he would threaten the life of someone close to me. The time is not now to escape." She said quietly.

"And do you think that someone could actually defeat him? Who might that be? There are none who can Adastrea... and even if he was defeated do you think that I will let you go?"

Melachor took a step forwards with seriousness in his eyes.

"Would you stand a chance against me?"

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Let him curse my name
On these blood stained pages of misery
Let him call me a tyrant so cruel
Let him curse my name, but remember the truth!

She crawled back slightly unsure of the sudden switch. "If Melkor was defeated then Sauron can be as well." She said, using Melkor insteadof Morgoth by accident. She hesitated, "You just gave me the option to leave, now you want to keep me here with you? How many questions are you planning on asking me? Or do you have another reason for keeping me here?"

Melachor looked at her with a pondering face.

"As I have said before by trying to understand what you are I am trying to discover more about myself or what I am, but surely there are many questions... but I am going to make you drink a bitter drink one day when Sauron begins his war against the peoples of middle earth and wins.... but surely I have no questions for now.... ever tried to use a sword?"

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Let him curse my name
On these blood stained pages of misery
Let him call me a tyrant so cruel
Let him curse my name, but remember the truth!

"You do not need to know what I am other than a simple servant that got is Sauron's way." She said sternly. "I have never used a sword and really do not have a desire to."

"Not even if your own life was dangered?"

Melachor smiled.

"Got even if you were threatened to be thrown back to the torture for the rest of your miserable life?"

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Let him curse my name
On these blood stained pages of misery
Let him call me a tyrant so cruel
Let him curse my name, but remember the truth!

"Getting even is not the way I live my life unlike you." She said bitterly. She looked away, thinking silently to herselffor a time, "I would only learn for protection..."

"Unlike me? For what I know we are very much alike in a way that you deny, we take the hits of life with crying about it, but for self protection I guess you want it because that might be something the elves thought you... in where? Where is your home Adastrea? Or do you have one on middle earth..."

Melachor smiled slightly.

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Let him curse my name
On these blood stained pages of misery
Let him call me a tyrant so cruel
Let him curse my name, but remember the truth!

Adastrea shifted uncomfortably, it was like he could see straight through her lies. "I told you before, I am from Lothlorien, I am a servant there. Do you want to know why Sauron wants control of me? It is because he thinks I know where one of the elven rings of power are hidden. He is mistaken, I avoid knowing information like that."

She was getting uncomfortable with his questions, but she hid it, "So far you have asked me the same questions...what I am, where I am from, how and will I escape...how many times will you keep on asking me these same questions?"

Deawen woke early that morning she didn't bother waking her handmaidens Deawen sat with a wooden box in front of her she opened the box and pulled out a piece of parchment she read it
"my Dearest Deawen
how have you been faring
your mother and i have been fine in fact
you now have a baby Brother.
we named him
Frelan after your grand father.
My Little Dea how i miss you ,
your laughter, and warm smiles,
your mother sends her love.
your Father


Deawen folded the letter then she placed it back in the box with seven other letters from her family. Deawen closed the box then locked it with a gold key she kept in her pocket those letters were more dear to her than all the gold in the world. Deawen decided to see the prisoner from yesterday the one she didn't see...

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Lips, ripe as the berries in June
Red the rose, red the rose
Skin, pale as the light of the moon
Gently as she goes

as always a hero comes home

Estel smiled funnily at Morwen/whatever your name is. (lol)
"I'll live." She said simply, and stood, peering into the room again. She felt bad for the girl as he advanced toward her. Estel was ready to leap in and put herself between them any moment if he meant to harm her... she glanced at Morwen person, unsure of where she stood in all of this mess.

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<img src=http://www.efanguide.com/~lotr/dolls/merry_pippin.gif>
<p><i>The only thing we have to fear is fear itself</i>
<p>
Come armed
or prepare to die
there is no other
end to this road.
<p>
<img src=http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v503/memoriesofold/personalized/morwenvanwaestel.jpg>

(I swear, it's Leofwyn)

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Reasons I love England #217:
I saw "whilst" on a traffic sign

Melachor took a serious face.

"Because there is more than you always want to tell me or in the torture that I believe made you to shut up completely.... but for now let us forget that because it is time for your lesson... in self defence..."

Meachor walked away expecting her to follow, he walked trough the hallway and swung open a twin door revealing an empty room except for the weapons on the walls. He walked in the middle and turned at her.

"Choose whatever you feel comfortable..."

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Let him curse my name
On these blood stained pages of misery
Let him call me a tyrant so cruel
Let him curse my name, but remember the truth!

(it's working! yeah now i can move on in my life! never do that again!)

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Lips, ripe as the berries in June
Red the rose, red the rose
Skin, pale as the light of the moon
Gently as she goes

as always a hero comes home