Too Close to Home. | By : Solaris Category: -Multi-Age > Het - Male/Female Views: 2843 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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“But will I have to speak first or wait….” Mira started to ask.
“No, you will probably be the second one up or the third. I don’t know. My father does things odd. He may not even hear your testimony or he will. I just do not know,” spoke Faramir. “But come now, you must get there. Be not afraid of your father no more. I will not let him harm you again, Mira.”
They all walked towards the main hall, where Faramir’s father waited and tied to a cross was Mira’s father, who frowned when he noticed the female walking behind Faramir. He knew who she was. But the other men walking behind her were not familiar to him as his daughter was.
Denethor looked at his youngest son and spoke, “Speak about the attack this man done unto you?”
Faramir walked towards his father. “I first met Mira two years ago after a brutal attack done by her father on her. I gave her to some friends of mine who took her in for a year before he ‘claimed’ her as his child. It took me two years to find her again. I did not find her but she found me and you father. You heard her plea for help and ignored the plea. I knew I could help her and I was about to ask her when her father came to her side and after she nodded her head towards me, made him realize that I was there. He apologized about his daughter. But I knew she was afraid of him by the look in her eyes. I followed them back to their home where I heard screams coming from within. I barged into the house seeing him attacking her and I noticed within his hand a dagger. I feared he would kill her if I didn’t intervene. She was unconscious by the time I got to her side. I was not even worried about her father, when I turned to see him charging at me with the dagger raised. I sidestepped his attack and knocked him down where he struck his head on the ground and was knocked unconscious. I had him dragged to the dungeons and took his daughter away with me where I knew she would be safe at.”
Denethor wrote something down on the scroll that was before him. “Where was this safe place?”
“Rivendell the home of the Elves was where I sent her.” Faramir stated, calmly.
“Be seated, Faramir. I’ll hear from you now Gwamyr,” Denethor said, looking towards the man.
“My daughter always tells lies, and disobeys her father and so she gets punished. The punishments are hard but fair. I do admit that I did attack your son but he attacked me first within my own home. I did what any other man would do,” Gwamyr stated.
“The first time she disobeyed your command?”
“When she was five seasons old, she didn’t cook the food properly and it was not warmed though,”
“Five seasons old and she was cooking for the family? Where is her mother during this time?”
“She left the home soon before she became five seasons old. Mira is our only daughter and she was told to make dinner for us.”
“And why didn’t your wife take her with her when she left?”
“I do not know, my lord. I woke up one morn and found my wife gone.”
Mira listened to all the lies that her father was telling Denethor. Soon, Denethor was asking questions to Faramir and writing down what was said. Denethor asked his son if he had any more evidence against Gwamyr.
"I have the young woman who was the reason for Gwamyr's arrest here father. Her name is Mira," Faramir said, as he turned to look at Mira who did not look down, or away, as the eyes of Denethor turned towards her.
"I shall hear her speak about this," Denethor spoke.
Faramir turned towards Mira as she approached his side. “Do not fear my father, Mira. Speak as you did this morning.”
Faramir turned towards his father and spoke, “Father, this is Mira.”
“Speak, Mira about the reason why your father is within my dungeons and had assaulted my son,” spoke Denethor, looking at her with a cold eye.
“I shall speak of the past abuses that my father Gwamyr had done to me. I was but a happy child when I was nearing my fifth season in this city. The night before I was to begin my cooking duties, mother was there tucking me in. The next morning, mother was gone. I asked father where she went to and he refused to say but ordered me to make breakfast for them. I knew not how to and I made the eggs burn. For that, I was punished.” Mira said, glaring towards her father before resuming her gaze to Denethor.
“What was the punishment?”
“This.” Mira pulled her hair away from her ears and approached Denethor. “My ears were as pointy as my friends’ ears are. I am the daughter of an Elf.”
Denethor looked shocked and wrote something down. “Continue, please?”
“I was ordered to clean the house up and make sure that lunch was ready by the time he got home that day. I cleaned the house till I grew weak from the blood loss and passed out. I was kicked awake by father and was ordered to make lunch for him and my brother Teonvan. My brother was ten years to my five years. I was used as a punching bag by both my father and my brother for anything that went wrong during the day or if the meal was cold or too hot. My father started to use a dagger on my back not deep just shallow cuts, till one day I infuriated him more than normal and he slashed my back with very deep cuts. I fled the house that night. I was only twelve seasons old at that time and I came here trying to see you for protection or at least have a safe place till my wounds healed. I was chased away from the castle; I assumed that the guards thought I was a beggar girl wanting a handout. I walked more or less stumbled away from the castle. I finally stopped at the well and drank some water before I heard a noise behind me and turned to see who it was but I was too dizzy to see exactly who was there as I fainted from the blood loss.” Mira took a deep breath and continued on with where she was at after waking up the next morning to the day she was retrieved by her father.
“What happened after you were brought back to your home?”
“Father treated me like he always did with a slap to the face and a kick to my rear with an order to cook dinner. I asked him if seven hundred gold coins would be enough to buy my freedom from him,” Mira stated, not looking away from the Steward.
“What did he say about that?” Denethor asked.
“He said ‘It depends, Mira...how many coins.’. I dropped the bag of 700 gold coins in front of him and told him how many that there was in the bag. I made dinner for them as the last thing I would do for them as my father told me that I had bought my freedom from him. But I was wrong. He asked me to sit and eat dinner with them before I headed off. I sat down and started to eat dinner when he knocked me out. When I came to, I went to the door to leave and he demanded to know where I was going. I told him I was leaving this house to join with the jeweler as I bought my freedom from you. He said bought your freedom. You didn’t buy your freedom from me. Son, did she pay us? My brother said no and they both looked at me like I was nuts. I knew I gave them the coins which set me free from them. But they lied to me about it. I was trapped in the home again a prisoner to my father again. I turned eighteen seasons old a few weeks later. I was planning on my escape via pleading with you for help. My father found out about it and beat me to the point where I was not able to move without pain. He left the house to go cheer you on with the others. I managed to get to your side but you refused to hear me out. Faramir heard my plea instead and just as soon as he asked me a question. My father came in and pulled me back to our home where he was about to plunge a dagger into me for what I did. I was nearly unconscious when the door was slammed open and a figure was standing there. After that, I found myself looking up at Faramir and in the field, before the mountains.” Mira stated.
Denethor looked over at Faramir. He turned to Gwamyr and frowned. “Continue?”
Mira continued with how she was sent on alone to Rivendell where Legolas and his friends found her and took her to Lord Elrond where he healed her of her illness and gave her sanctuary within his lands. She spoke about what they did the previous night with her slaying her brother to protect Elessar.
Gwamyr roared from his place. “You bloody witch! You will die for that! If I get free you will pay for that with your life, wench!”
TBC. . .
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