The Evenstar and the Fairie Queen | By : VladimirHarkonnen Category: Lord of the Rings Movies > FemSlash - Female/Female Views: 13719 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1 |
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Arwen took the diirections that followed with a meekness and refusal to focus on specifics bar that she was to be very close to her grandmother, wearing much sexier clothing than normal. To shun contact with other Quendi unless her grandmother allowed it. All of her body was free to her use, or to anyone her grandmother deemed fit to use her. That last bit did scare her, to be sure. But not as badly as some other prospects did or would.
Not least among them that she didn't even know why her grandmother had done this to her. What great wrong had she committed to be defiled and abused by her own ancestor? Had Artanis done this to her mother?
Her voice echoed in her head with an overlapping set of reverberations:
No little faux-Luthien, I did not. But you, little slut, I have. Because you stole someone else's beauty and mock it.
Arwen blinked and assented to her grandmother cloaking her in a garment that left nothing of her to the imagination and then making her parade among her advisors thus, hearing the twittering about her and the stares. It wasn't arousing to her like it was to some, she knew, it was shameful, it was disgusting as she was shameful and disgusting and deserved all of this.
It was clearly her, she must have tempted her grandmother. Her hair, her eyes, her smile, perhaps the curves and beauty so wantonly exposed. Her grandmother's little display had at one stroke confirmed Arwen's problems to the people of Lothlorien in a way that isolated her, because the little hussy clearly needed time with an elder Elleth to teach her how others behaved.
And with that Galadriel made her walk around, displaying herself and exposing herself in the sunlight to a point that literally anyone and everyone caught a glimpse of her. Then to her utter horror and mortification she saw two people she was about to die (oh if only she truly could) of the humiliation of their witnessing her debasement and humiliation). One was her grandfather, who knew of his wife's predilections and ironies and simply despaired slightly that her own blood-kin were not in the end to be spared them after all. And the other was Saruman the White, who'd arrived to speak with Galadriel over White Council business and gazed at her with an avidness of mixed shock and lust that were almost palpable and made her blush.
"Curunir."
Her grandmother's voice was clod and not at all welcoming.
"Galadriel."
His was slightly warmer.
"I want to speak to your granddaughter. Alone."
Galadriel blinked, took a deep breath. How masterful a maneuver this.
"Very well."
And with that Arwen was left with nothing of her body concealed in front of an Istari who stood before her like the very dreadful vision of judgment herself.
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