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In a land of shadows	By : Nuredhel Category: -Fourth Age to Modern times and beyond > AU - Alternate Universe Views: 1448 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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This chapter is absolutely rated Mature/adult, things are…ahem…heating up!
Chapter Nine: Revelations and seduction
What was hidden will be seen
What was forgotten remembered once more
What was sleeping will awaken
A truth will be revealed
And it will forever change who you are
Narriar hesitated when they had entered the room, Ravenne had found a pair of pliers, a small scissor and a bottle of cleansing liquid in case there was some bleeding. He didn’t really know how she preferred to do this and Ravenne made a grimace. “I guess that you should take of the shirt again and lay down on the bed, by the way, take the pants off too, the wound on your belly is rather large and the stitches are a bit low.”
He obeyed and she was relieved to see that he had put on a pair of underpants. They were a bit tight and revealed a bit too much for her liking but he did lay down on the bed and she stared at the lines of stitches. The wounds were almost completely gone, just a slight redness in the skin told that they had been there and she gathered her courage and washed his skin with the liquid. He had such amazing muscles and she just could not comprehend how the terrible wounds had healed so fast. She sat down on the bed next to him and took the pliers. “This might hurt but just relax, I don’t want to make it worse than it has to be.”
He smiled and folded his hands behind his neck, stared at the ceiling. Ravenne started with the wound on his chest where he had been impaled with that spear, it wasn’t that large but the stitches were many and she cut the thread first and then she pulled it out. She worked fast, in the beginning he twitched slightly with every thread she pulled out but then he got used to the pain and stopped reacting. He just stared straight up and she found that a bit peculiar. Narriar didn’t mind the pain, it wasn’t that big a deal after all, just some short stinging seconds for each stitch and he was used to far worse. But the way she leaned over him was a whole different problem, her thin shirt did nothing to hide the fact that she had a very nice set of breasts and her hair tickled him where it touched his skin. And she smelled so good, by every spirit how good she smelled. He wanted to bury his nose in her hair, embrace her and just pull her down to him. She then continued with the wounds on his stomach, there had been several deep gashes and she removed the stitches from the top ones first, it was not easy because he was breathing and she could feel the warmth of his skin and his more masculine scent teased her nostrils.
She just wished that he hadn’t been that attractive, she tried to work fast but that just made it hurt so she had to slow down again. The last gash was below his navel and he had to pull the top of his underpants down an inch for her to reach the last stitches. He twitched now, the skin in that area was more sensitive than that on his chest and she was dangerously close to even more sensitive areas. She touched him and he felt that his blood was starting to boil, he had to think about the most disgusting things he had ever seen but it didn’t really work. He was suffering, he shivered and it took all of his self-control not to reach up and touch her.
Ravenne finished the last stitches and then she did notice his grimace and the fact that his pants had become even tighter than before. She gasped and backed away from him, he squirmed and sighed. “Sorry, but I cannot help it. You touching me just feel too good.”
She had to swallow hard. “Right, I believe you. That looks…uncomfortable!”
He moaned and closed his eyes. “It is, it hurts. Those underpants are made to torture people, I am sure of it!”
Ravenne had to grin, she had heard that before. But it was no doubt of the fact that it had to be very uncomfortable, she blushed and bit her lower lip. It looked as if he tried to turn the fabric of his pants into a tent and she realized that Verya was right, the ellyn of his race were impressive. Narriar moaned and made a grimace. “Please, you must either leave and let me take care of myself or help me, it won’t just disappear now that I feel like this.”
Ravenne blushed even harder, help him? What did he really believe about her? Narriar swore and lifted his hips, slipped his underpants down and she stared at him with huge eyes, she gasped and turned around. Impressive? She was wrong, he was almost intimidating, but he wasn’t bad to look at. He was just as beautifully shaped as any other elf, he was just huge but she guessed that with his height it wasn’t such a weird thing. She gasped and he whispered her name, almost pleadingly. She turned her head again, rather reluctantly. He was already stroking himself, panting with dark eyes and his mouth half open, the sight made her heart speed up and she felt that weird tingling sensation again. She should leave but somehow she could not, the sight pulled at her like a magnet pulls at filings and she sat down next to him once more. Narriar looked at her, his eyes glazed over with lust and pleasure. “Please Ravenne!”
She let her hand slide over his skin, caressed his wide chest and he gasped and closed his eyes. She felt his heart beating hard, felt how he was breathing fast and how his body shivered. She could smell his arousal, his readiness. She remembered what Verya had said and some part of her whispered to her that she should go for it, let him take her. He could do it, no doubt about that but she had made herself a promise and she had to stand by it or did she? Had the things she had based that promise on changed? She had started to feel things she never had even imagined before and had started to understand that her curse somehow didn’t matter with him, she was normal when he touched her. He kept moving his hand and the sight was so unbearably erotic she had to whimper and stare at his face again. He was groaning and making grimaces and she hesitated for a few seconds, then she let her own hand join his and he let out a strange sound and bucked his hips up towards the touch. He was shuddering and she was fascinated by the sensation, he was so hard but at the same time his skin was so soft and he reacted to her touch with such exquisite sounds of pure pleasure. She felt a strange warmth within, a heavy sensation and she suddenly wanted to feel what it would be like to have him completely. She didn’t dare to, she just kept caressing him and he accepted it without questioning her, used as he was to give in to the wishes of a female.
He groaned. “Oh Ravenne, I should not let you do this, not without offering you pleasure in return, it doesn’t feel right!”
His voice told of the distress he was in, he wasn’t used to just receive such treatment, his main objective was to please his partner, his pleasure was just a bonus and this made him feel awkward, he didn’t really know how to react. Ravenne felt more courageous and she started exploring him further, caressed him both gently and with obvious fascination and he just lay there and tried to endure. He was sweating, gasping and squirming and she knew that he was getting close, he was twitching in her grip and she could see the first drops of clear liquid on him. Why she did it she had no idea of, she bent down and let her tongue caress him and she heard that he took a deep sharp breath, then he let out a weird whimper and she suddenly realized that this was something entirely new for him. His people probably had no concept of oral sex at all, at least not for the males. His eyes were huge and black and he stared at what she did with utter disbelief. “Ravenne, do you have neighbors?”
She shook her head. “No, why?”
He groaned and rolled his eyes. “Because, if you do that again I am gonna scream!”
Ravenne could not help it, she got a wicked grin before she went down once more and this time she did more than just licking, she had tried to give a blow job once and although it had been a rather clumsy attempt without the desired effect she did know how to do it. Narriar almost sobbed, then he just closed his eyes and surrendered completely to her, he was shuddering all over and she remembered what Verya had told her about the weird biology of his race. She kept doing it and she was glad he lay still, if he had tried to thrust against her she would have had to stop because he was seriously challenging her gag reflex. There wasn’t really that much of him she could fit in her mouth but she kept a grip on his shaft and it was enough, she didn’t have to wait for that long before he suddenly went rigid, gasped and then he did indeed scream. He was shivering in spasms and she let go and just kept a hand on his shaft, waiting for him to reach full release. He sounded as if he was in agony and she was glad this part of the building only had a few inhabitants in the other end of the complex, they would not hear this even if he sounded like a rutting buck! Verya was right, when he reached the very peak of his pleasure he did pass out, his eyes rolled back and he went completely limp and then she could feel how the muscles in his pelvis really started to contract in powerful spasms that forced a surprising amount of white liquid out of him. It was indeed very sticky so it was no wonder it would have been painful to get out otherwise, it was almost not a liquid at all. He just lay there gasping like a fish on dry land and she giggled a little shocked by her own courage and found a towel and dried the mess off him. It didn’t smell that much and she felt a strange sensation of gratitude, she felt glad she had been able to give him this. He had needed it.
He awakened and she saw tears in his eyes, he blinked and tried to gather his senses. “Ravenne, that was…gods, you almost killed me I think!”
She laughed. “I don’t think anyone has died from that, I just wanted to see how you would react to it.”
He gasped again, blushed and looked a bit embarrassed. “Now you know, with a heck of a lot of yelling. It was wonderful, thank you!”
She smiled and he grasped her hand, kissed it with obvious gratitude. She felt embarrassed too but she knew that she should explain things to him, this was a good moment and she held his hand and sat down on her haunches next to the bed, stared at his face. “I told you there were things I needed to explain to you and I guess I should do it now.”
He nodded and so she started to explain about the curse which followed her mother’s bloodline and the dualism of it and its good and negative sides. Then she told him of her own curse and what she had thought about it and what she had done to try and come to terms with it. He just listened and his eyes told her that he found the tale tragic. She finished with telling about the night she had spent with Glorfindel but she did not mention that he had hurt her when he awakened from a nightmare and more or less raped her. She just told Narriar that she had been cold even to him and Narriar swallowed hard and his eyes were disappointed. “So you are incapable of feeling pleasure with a male? That is horrible! Your gods are cruel!”
Ravenne squirmed. “Well, I think there is a twist to this tale, when you kissed me, I felt it!”
He gasped. “You did?!”
She nodded. “I suddenly knew what it was that the other ellith are talking about, I think that I may be normal when I am with you but cold to anyone else.”
He stared at her with something akin to reverence. “Then we are indeed meant to be together. Can’t you see this?”
Ravenne sighed. “I am so unsure, that is the problem. I have no idea of what to believe any more. I was so sure of myself, so sure of my fate but now it is all an open question once more.”
He reached out, stroked her hair lovingly. “The old elleth I mentioned, she sometimes speaks with the spirits, maybe they can tell us what this is about? They should be able to offer at least some sort of answer to what’s troubling you!”
She sighed. “That would be nice indeed, more than nice.”
He cocked his head, grinned. “So there is a chance that you in fact would feel pleasure if we were to make love? Why not test that out?”
Ravenne blushed, turned her gaze away. “No, not now, maybe later. This was enough for now Narriar, I mean it!”
He sighed and sat up, he looked a bit dizzy and almost half drunk. “But I feel bad knowing that I did come and you didn’t! It isn’t right, the female should always be first.”
She giggled. “So the ellyn of your people has to hold back until she has climaxed before he can do the same?”
Narriar nodded and his expression told her that to him this was something nobody even questioned. It was the way it was and always had been. She shook her head and got back on her feet. “Get dressed again Narriar, we need to lay more plans. “
He took a deep breath and smiled but she could see a glimpse of disappointment in his eyes. “As you wish my lady but by the spirits how I would want to feel you underneath me, gasping my name.”
The way he said those words sent shivers down her spine and she almost growled. “No more talk of that kind, we have to focus on what’s important.”
He just sighed and put his underpants back on, nodded. “Yes, let’s.”
Back in Aman everybody knew that the expedition had left, Thranduil and Oropher had thought that they did make good choices. Those they sent were capable and they had seen fighting before, they would not freeze up in a dangerous situation. There was nothing more the council could do and so it was ended. The Istari would try to protect the greater cities and Valmar by shielding them and making them invisible or rather, making the fact that many lived there invisible. Thranduil cut an ugly grimace when he heard that, but it made sense. A leader in war knows that, you cannot hope to save everybody so try to save as many as possible and the smaller cities were a far less loss than the bigger ones. They had few wizards and they should not spread their powers out too much. Most had left by now and Thranduil and Oropher decided that the best thing they could do was to leave too, this city wasn’t big but it could be a target and they would be vulnerable there. It had no defenses and so they decided to ride out towards Tirion and seek out Legolas. If he had left they would meet him and then they would head back home. They were just three and it was not likely that the monsters would go for such a small group. If they encountered monsters then they could let their horses run and seek shelter in the trees. They were more than capable of running through the treetops and Thranduil was aching to get back home. It was up to the expedition now, they were the ones who had to stop this. The doves sent from Greenwood had arrived and everybody knew that the area behind the mountains had been attacked too, an even greater reason to get back home.
They left in the morning and managed to get some provisions and a couple of extra horses too. The roads were deserted, nobody dared to travel now and they could ride hard. They didn’t get far before they encountered the first troop of soldiers who had been commanded out to keep an eye on the situation and if possible try to save people and property. They were heavily armed with steel crossbows and they carried some of the flashlights Ravenne had bought. Oropher recognized the captain of the troop, he was an old friend who had fought alongside Gil-Galad during the last alliance and Oropher was stunned to see that the elf was still alive. He had gotten a reputation for being utterly mad during battle and Thranduil could see that the ellon carried the scars to prove it. The captain grinned and saluted the two Sindar elves and Oropher grinned. “Ascarion, my old friend, how good to see you.”
Ascarion smiled back, he bowed his head. “Likewise my lord, so, you have attended to the council. Any news?”
Oropher sighed and shook his head. “No, but we didn’t expect any either, we came knowing that it would turn into an utter mess and it did. You cannot put that many ancient leaders and kings into one hall and expect them to cooperate. It is impossible. At least they managed to send the expedition over to Earth, they will leave for Lithui soon.”
Ascarion nodded. “Let us pray that they manage to stop it at its origin. This is getting worse every night, we just helped out by one of the farms, not a single animal left alive.”
Thranduil clenched his teeth together. “They have discovered an easy source of food, but when that runs dry they will go for people once more.”
Ascarion shrugged. “You said it, some of the warriors are planning on building a trap. There is a small but very steep canyon further north along the mountains. They plan on filling it with sheep and when the monsters arrive there they will set fire to it. There is plenty of flammable oil there, it could perhaps work.”
Thranduil made a grimace. “It is a huge chance to take, but by all means, if it means that some of those monsters die it would be just terrific.”
Ascarion tilted his head and gave them a wide grin. “Thought you would say that. I have to go, we have to help out elsewhere but have a safe ride. May the gods keep you away from trouble.”
Oropher saluted him. “You too, stay away from the monsters, they are too much to take on even for you.”
Ascarion just nodded and roared an order and the troop started marching again. Thranduil wondered how many of those brave young ellyn would survive this. The whole situation filled his heart with dread. The day was cloudy and it was raining and Thranduil stared at the dark clouds with narrow eyes, he feared what the missing sunlight could make it possible for the monsters to attack earlier than usual. The two rode with haste but still the day went too fast and they hadn’t reached their goal when darkness fell that evening. It was getting really dark and Thranduil just hoped that Legolas had stayed in Tirion, that city did at least have some advantages and as far as he knew the monsters hadn’t attacked the same place twice.
Back at the palace if New Greenwood Nireariel had worked like crazy to get everybody to safety, most of those who lived in the surrounding areas had come to the palace and she had sent some warriors out to escort those who lived at Oropher’s home back to the fortress. It was quite a lot of elves and Nireariel was a bit nervous to have her mother in law there. Oropher’s wife was a very sweet elleth and she was warm hearted and very kind but she had some rather old fashioned views on how things were to be done. Nireariel had been scared the first time she met Meldariel, she feared that the very dignified elleth would find her faulty in any way but she was positively surprised. Meldariel embraced her whole heartedly and thought the world of her and Nireariel was very relieved that she now had a mother in law who appreciated her and supported her. Meldariel was thrilled to have grandchildren and even more thrilled to have great grandchildren and Nireariel was glad that the elleth had so much energy for she sometimes had to look after Astarion’s kids and that was no easy task.
Cunarin was a different case, nobody really wanted to have him there and she just hoped that he wouldn’t cause any problems. The palace was filled with people now and some even slept in the bath, on matrasses laid out along the pools. At least they had a warm room. The horses had been let loose and they had kept only a few in case they needed them. Nireariel had been high and low the the entire day and the rain had made her job a little easier. Many had hurried to get in underneath a roof and she knew that those who refused to come to the fortress had the advantage of tall trees. They could hide very well and she didn’t think that the monsters would know how to fell trees, neither would they feel the need for it if nobody revealed that they were hiding up there.
The dark evening was slowly turning into night and Nireariel made sure that everybody was on the inside before she ordered that the huge rock doors were to be closed. She felt that thundering sound when they shut in her very bones and a chill ran down her spine. The palace was made to be impregnable but who knew the full extent of these creature’s strength? There were guards placed by hidden windows and they kept a keen eye on the forest around the hill. They had also made small traps which would make a lot of noise if someone triggered them.
Astarion and his wife had gathered the children in a room and tried to keep them entertained until they went to sleep and others were cooking or just doing their normal everyday shores but Nireariel felt the tension in the air. They were all afraid and nobody sang or spoke loudly. Nireariel was tired to the bone and she had sat down with some food when she heard the alarm, at first she didn’t even understand what that infernal sound was, then she knew and her blood felt like ice in her veins. Raina was sitting by the table too and her huge blue eyes filled with dread. Meldariel came running, her long blond braid had come undone and she was pale. “The guards have spotted motion and it is heading this way, what am I to do?”
Nireariel closed her eyes, took a deep breath. For his sake she had to stay strong, to be a true queen. “Take all the children down to the lower levels, there are some vaults there, they are made to withstand almost anything. Make sure that you have gotten all the children into the vaults, they should be safe there. I will send some warriors down there too.”
Meldariel nodded and ran and Raina stared at her mother. “What about me naneth?”
Nireariel smiled at her daughter. “You, stay here. I may need your help, get Astarion too. We have to use our powers if they try to break through the walls.”
Raina nodded and went to get her brother and Nireariel made a grimace and turned to the head of the guards, he had been waiting in the room to receive orders and she wanted Raina out of the room before she gave these instructions. “Langorion, send five warriors down to the vaults to guard the children and the youngsters. Give them good weapons, and if the worst possible thing is to happen then tell them to make sure that the monsters don’t get any of the children alive. Is that understood?”
Langorion was pale but he nodded, his eyes were dark and she could see that his hands were shaking. “My lady, it is understood.”
She smiled at him. “Do not worry, our fortress is strong, as strong as the man who made it, I fear not.”
The soldier bowed his head. “Of course not my lady”
Nireariel waited until he left, then she had to press her hands to her mouth not to whimper with fear, she had to be strong now, for them all. She ran to the nearest of the guards and stared out into the darkness, the forest was silent around them, too silent. She closed her eyes, listened deeper, found the voices of the trees and plants and they were filled with disgust and rage and fear. “They are coming, destroyers, violators, abominations, they are here”
Nireariel nodded to the guard. “Order all the openings to be closed and barred. Tell all the warriors to stand by, this is it! Be brave!”
The watch windows were closed with solid rock and they had been made so that it was almost impossible to discover them from the outside. The cracks in the rock looked natural and didn’t have any straight lines or any other unnatural shapes. The booming sound of the last windows that were being closed was like the sound of doom and Nireariel closed her eyes and just prayed that her husband was safe wherever he was. Astar had gotten into armor and he was standing in the hall just inside of the entrance with his sword drawn and a dark flame flickering in his gaze. Nireariel knew that he would fight to the very death to defend them all and she was shocked to see that also Cunarin had gotten his armor on and stood ready. He had something very vulnerable in his eyes and Nireariel stared at him with a puzzled expression. “I have done many mistakes in my time my lady, I feel that I need to do something to make up for them. Please, allow me to fight, I won’t let you down.”
She sighed, she had noticed the very pretty young ellon Cunarin was seen with rather often and she had managed to put two and two together and she had gotten four, not five. She thought she knew what Cunarin’s problem was. “Fine, but you are under my father’s command, do what he tells you to!”
Cunarin bowed his head and she could see the fear in his eyes. “Yes of course my lady!”
There was a strange silence, and then all hell broke loose, a terrible roaring sound made from many throats could be heard and then the screeching noise of claws attacking solid rock. Nireariel took a step backwards, she mouthed some words and Astar saw what she was saying, he just wished that her husband had been there. If this was the end they should have faced it together. Roars and screams, the banging of primitive weapons against the rock and Nireariel was glad her husband had been so wise. The wall of the palace was straight as a normal wall but it had no seems or cracks and from above five meters it was tilted a bit outwards so it was impossible to climb further up the façade. This was done all the way around the hollow hill that was their palace and stronghold and Thranduil had added some small tricks which made the fortress even harder to conquer. They had some huge cisterns on the top level and they could be emptied through a rather devious system of valves and pipes that made the entire bottom half of the structure one large waterfall. It would wipe the façade clean and if that wasn’t enough it was possible to mix burning oil into the water to create an even greater effect. Nireariel hoped that it wouldn’t be necessary to use it, but it was made ready and the warriors only waited for her order to unleash it.
Raina and Astarion had joined her and they both were pale but determined too, they wouldn’t back down and Nireariel hugged them both. “We all have our strengths and also our not so strong sides. They won’t be able to break through the rock as long as we are here fighting them, I will take care of the roses, Raina you deal with the very rock itself and Astarion, the vines and the ivy and the trees. Don’t hesitate, don’t doubt yourself and first and foremost my children, show no mercy!”
They both nodded and sat down, Nireariel had ordered some chairs to be brought forth and they relaxed and closed their eyes. They all carried the song of creation and they had as she had said inherited different powers drawn from it. Raina had a talent for using rocks and now she started to sing to the very bones of the earth, she told of the might of the one, of the will that controlled the very universe itself and she commanded the rocks of the palace and the surroundings to surrender to her song. Suddenly the entire outer layer of rock became almost liquid, like mud but a mud controlled by a will, a purpose. Spikes of rock shoot out and pierced the monsters which were trying to climb the façade, hands of rock grasped those who came too close and pulled them violently inn, crushed them against the façade. Fists shot out, crushed monsters with mighty smashes and Raina sat there motionless with her face devoid of emotion and her eyes were as black as pitch.
Astarion had another song, his was softer, more gentle but it held the strength of the earth itself, of its ever changing nature and he sang to the trees and the ivy and the thick vines and they came to life in a way that would have caused a botanist back on earth severe nightmares. Suddenly monsters were grasped by trees and vines and ripped apart like rotten cloth. Others were embraced and smothered by the ivy and the plants crept everywhere and snapped up the abominations and picked them into pieces as if they were made from cotton. Nireariel had planted some very beautiful rose bushes along the edge of the façade, they grew in neat rows and the gardeners had turned them into beautiful shapes. These roses had a stunning deep red color which made them very popular and Nireariel was very proud of them but she had fought of more than just their beauty when she chose this particular type. It was infamous for its long thorns and Nireariel surrendered herself to her song, transformed the beautiful roses to a terrible weapon. Like a living wall of barbed wire they suddenly covered the entire façade and the thorns were suddenly several inches long and very strong and the roses whipped out long branches like living whips towards the monsters. All the three were sweating and panting but they continued singing their strangely haunting wordless song. It made the hairs stand up on the neck of everybody who heard it and it echoed through the very structure, made the others there hold their breath and lower their eyes in awe and fear. This was really not something anybody was to hear but the situation called for it.
The entire palace was transformed now, into a fortress that seemed alive like a huge beetle defending itself against an army of tiny ants. The monsters were many and desperate, they had found no more animals in the area and they could not return without the food they were sent out to gather. It was quite literally raining blood as monsters were pulled into the air by trees and vines and pulled apart. The beasts were defending themselves with primitive axes and those terrible swords, they cut vines and branches but it only added to the fury of this nightmarish living forest. Beasts were skewered on pointy branches, vines crushed their heads or hang them. The rock of the cliff and the rocks of the ground itself opened up and swallowed them or just bit into them like huge jaws of living stone. It was carnage and still the monsters kept attacking, they didn’t know what fear was, all they could think of was the food hiding on the inside of the thick stone walls. A layer of body parts covered the nice paths and gardens, blood had covered the pools red and nobody would have even recognized the place. It looked like a scene from a very bad splatter movie and it would have made some horror movie directors weep with envy.
The beasts would not quit until the last of them was dead and so the attack continued. The palace was large, and it was attacked from all sides. Protecting the entire structure demanded a lot from the three but they could not fail, they had to prevent the monsters from finding any weak points in the rock. The elves gathered on the inside could hear it, a distant rumble and thunder, screams and roars and above it that eerie wordless chanting. It was a night of destiny and they could not hesitate at all.
Nireariel was close to passing out, it drained her strength like blood pouring from a wound and Astarion and Raina were tired too, they were gasping but kept singing and slowly the attack slowed down. There weren’t that many monsters out there anymore and they hesitated a little now that they were fewer. Astarion gasped, his eyes appeared to roll in his head and he let his head fall back, he moaned. He poured one last effort into it, the trees went into a new level of rage, they moved as if a strong hurricane was ripping through the branches and Raina too poured her last strength into it. The palace looked like an overgrown porcupine now, spikes everywhere and Nireariel let the roses reach out and throw the remaining monsters towards them, impaling them on the spikes. Then she was empty, she collapsed and so did the other two. The spikes and the roses were still there, and the trees moved back into their normal shapes but the magic was alive in them now. If the place was attacked once more they wouldn’t need that much to be awakened once more. Astar picked up Nireariel and some others came for Raina and Astarion, they were both unconscious and Cunarin was staring at them, he shivered like a leaf in the wind. Astar just sent him a strict glance. “Now you see what it takes to keep that hide of yours safe so be grateful.”
Cunarin could only nod vigorously. “Let’s hope that they won’t make another attempt here.”
Astarion sighed. “Yes, but I fear that things will change from now on, the attacks are going to be more aggressive. Cross your fingers and pray that Ravenne and that group manage to find the source and destroy it.”
The other healers brought Nireariel and her children to the infirmary to let them rest and on the outside the first light was starting to appear in the east. The palace with its inhabitants had survived but others had not been so lucky. As the elves of New Greenwood calmed down others were mourning their dead and the country woke up to a morning which revealed much bloodshed.
Oropher and Thranduil had been riding along the main road when they suddenly saw a small troop of riders approaching them, they instantly recognized the rider in front and Thranduil sighed. So Legolas had not been able to wait for them, he had left the safety of Tirion and ridden out to meet them. Legolas stopped his black stallion and let out a sigh of relief, he looked well but he had a haunted expression within his eyes and Thranduil knew that his son had witnessed something he never would be able to forget. He sighed, so had they all. “I wish you could have waited for us in Tirion.”
Legolas shook his head rather violently. “I could not just sit there and be safe while you could be in danger.”
Oropher smiled. “Well, I am glad you are here lad, one more swordarm to defend us.”
Legolas smiled and nodded towards the four warriors who was his escort. “I got these soldiers, they are good fighters and they have experience. If we ride hard we can get back to Tirion in a couple of hours.”
Thranduil took a look around, the darkness felt like something solid and he was nervous, it was as if eyes were staring at him from all around. He sent his son a quick smile. “Then lets ride, and don’t stop for anything!”
The ellyn turned their horses and spurred them and the horses broke into gallop and thundered down the road like they were at a racetrack. It felt a little safer to be many and they had fast animals. As they started to ride towards the pass they could see the landscape among the foothills of the mountains, they rode along a long narrow hill which rose towards the bottom of the pass and they had quite a view. What they saw was ghoulish, they could see that several places were burning and from afar they heard the sounds of screams and roars and the clatter of weapons. Thranduil groaned and Oropher leaned over and grasped his arm. “We cannot help them, forget it son. We have to make it to Tirion and tomorrow we ride back home. Let us pray for those we love and try to stay alive, for their sake.”
Thranduil nodded, he spurred his horse again with a curse and the rest of them followed him. They reached the pass, it was a very narrow valley and Legolas knew the road well now, he was leading them and they saw the walls of the city up ahead. They had lit some huge fires and they threw a strange and unnatural shine on the cliffs. It looked as if demons were dancing but Thranduil knew it was just shadows, still it did nothing to calm him down. They rode through the gates with haste and stopped in the great square. Legolas jumped down from his horse and Vegylion came running, he bowed for the two others and Oropher recognized him and greeted him with a warm smile. Legolas could see that the ellon had news and Vegylion bit his lips together. “My lord, a runner arrived from one of the villages up the valley, just half an hour ago. It has been destroyed, at least fifty are dead.”
Legolas moaned. “Then all the villages further up the pass are attacked too, I am rather sure of it. I fear that this indeed will be the end.”
Oropher didn’t say anything but Thranduil remembered his words, Ardon Meth, the end of the world. It was a possibility and he felt how his heart felt cold in his chest. He would never let this darkness engulf his family but how was he to save them. This new enemy was spreading like a plague, like locust and he had never fought anything like it before. Nobody had fought anything like this. He sighed and followed Legolas into the mayors home. They would rest there until the morning and then they would start the final part of the journey and he knew that it would be the most dangerous part. He sat down in a chair and knew that he would get very little sleep until he had Nireariel in his arms once more.
Ravenne and Narriar had spent the day going through the maps earlier expeditions to Lithui had made and Narriar was a bit disappointed by them. Few were correct and some were so wrong he suspected that the one making them hadn’t been there at all. He pointed at a large lake which was placed a bit north of his tribe’s territory. “That isn’t there, it is to the east, behind those mountains which by the way is way too small. The lake is twice as long as on the drawing but only half as wide, and it swells to twice its size during the rainy season.”
Ravenne growled to herself and wrote it all down, before long they had a long list of mistakes made by the earlier explorers and she knew that it would get even longer as they started to learn more of this world. Narriar was almost laughing by some of the things Ravenne read for him, he was chuckling still when she got out of the couch to make some dinner. She chose some chicken and fried potatoes and he liked it a lot. He compared it with some birds they had in Lithui, it was among the favorite prey of his tribe because they couldn’t fly and were extremely stupid. Ravenne suspected that it was some sort of penguin or perhaps a dodo?
They finished with chocolate cookies for dessert and he thought that those were a bit too sweet for his taste. Then Verya called Ravenne on her cell phone and Ravenne had to explain everything about the meeting and what they had discussed. Verya had been told by some others that the group would be given some rather hefty weapons and Ravenne made a grimace. It would come in handy she was sure but it made her skin crawl. They spent the rest of the afternoon watching some old movie on the TV, Ravenne wasn’t really paying attention to it, she had too much on her mind but Narriar was completely captivated and she had to laugh at his wide eyes and obvious fascination. She had told him a little about her favorite movies and he had told her that his tribe often entertained themselves with playing a sort of hide and seek, and a game which involved the bladder of some huge animal filled with air and long sticks. The clue was to keep it airborn and at the same time make the other team drop it to the ground.
They finished the evening with some fruit and wine and Ravenne knew that she would spend the next night in a whole different place. It wasn’t at all a pleasant thought now that it was getting so close, so real. She bid Narriar a good night and then she went to bed with a strange nervous twitch around her mouth and eyes. It was as if she heard her mother singing from afar, that strange song that was her gift and also a part of her curse. To Nireariel it was easy, her curse something she could cope with. Ravenne wasn’t sure what her powers were any longer, she could kill but then what? She just had to wait and see if the truth would reveal itself one day.
She slept well that night and it was almost a miracle but she had drunk more wine than she usually would and her emotional stress had perhaps taken a bigger toll of her than she had been aware of. Narriar wasn’t up yet when she got out of bed, she felt like crap and went straight to the shower, turned it on and she usually showered it rather warm water. It was something she had gotten used to back home and it usually made her relax. She did find little peace this time, she just stood there, staring into nothing while the hot water turned the whole bath into a steam bath.
She suddenly felt a cold draft and spun around, she was shocked to see that Narriar was standing in the door, he was just wearing a towel around his waist and there was something strange within his gaze. Ravenne just stared at him, wide eyed and in confusion. “What are you doing?”
Her voice was trembling and she already knew what he was doing, she could see it within his eyes. They were burning and she took a deep breath, pushed herself against the glass of the shower cabinet. He was through the door and in the shower with her within the blink of an eye, he cupped her chin with his hand and kissed her and this was no feather light kiss. It was deep and hungry and demanding and Ravenne found herself utterly helpless. She could not resist, it felt as if her legs had turned to jelly. She kissed him back, almost desperately and he dropped the towel and she let her hands roam over the hard muscles of his chest and stomach. His hands were doing the same with her, kneading her breasts and ass and she felt how her breath hitched, the warm water poured down over them like hot rain and her skin felt as if it was on fire. He was kissing her, sliding his lips along her neck, licking her ears and her heart felt like a thundering herd of horses in her chest, it was beating like crazy. It felt electric, like madness and she yearned for more of it.
She grasped his chin, kissed him again and he thrust his tongue into her mouth, coaxed her own to play with it, the feeling of slick wetness sliding in and out made her legs give in for a second and he grinned and put his hand on her hip, supported her. Ravenne was stunned, she had never imagined that it felt like this, a desperate hunger for something she yet had to discover. Narriar moaned and pressed himself against her, she felt his erection towards her belly and she whimpered. His hand slid down between her legs and she threw her head back and gasped as he started to caress her, very gently and with obvious care. Every nerve in her body was alight, her heartbeat could be felt everywhere and in special down there. It was such a sweet madness and she understood why people craved this, it felt like heaven and hell mixed into one. Narriar continued until her breath became ragged gasps and she was pushing her hips against his, it was a reflex she could not control.
He grasped her by her hips, lifted her and she threw her legs around his hips, he kissed her almost desperately and she reached down, grasped him and showed him the way. She had no doubt, no fear. All she wanted was this, to consummate their union. He let out a strange hoarse sound and Ravenne had to close her eyes and moan his name. He let himself slide into her very slowly and gently and it felt like nothing she ever had experienced in her life. She was no virgin but damn, he made her feel as though she was. She was seeing sparks and it ached but it was so right, she had never felt this complete before. Narriar gasped her name and kissed her and then he bent his neck and kissed her nipples, sucked at them and something just exploded in her, she started moving against him, yelling his name and he placed his hands underneath her, pressing her against the wall while he thrust into her in a steady but eager rhythm.
Ravenne was close to tears, it felt like waves of pure bliss rushing through her and they reached higher and higher, she was writhing, gasping, clawing at his back and he grunted and panted and kissed her skin, nipped at it and he even bit her but the pain only added to her desperate need and pleasure. Narriar was staring at her, meeting her eyes with his. His gaze was black and glazed and she had never seen anything that arousing, he gasped her name. “Come, come for me Rav, please!”
He changed the angle of his hips just a little and the waves reached the shore, came crashing down. Ravenne could just surrender, could just scream like crazy while the most insane sensation she ever had had rushed through her, ever nerve was on fire, every muscle contracted in spasms of pure delight and she shuddered, pressed him towards her. He caught her eyes again, they stared into each-others souls, and the connection was completed. They were one, bonded for eternity and there was no way back, no reason for doubt or regret. It was, as it should be, as it always had been, as fate had decided before they both were even conceived. Souls brought to life only to meet and complete each other.
Ravenne let out one last piercing cry as the pleasure just became too much for her to contain, she felt how her own muscles caressed the warm hardness buried deep within her and Narriar was panting and grunting. He kicked the door open, lifted her with him out of the shower and before she really realized what he was doing she laid on the floor with him on top of her. He continued to thrust, didn’t even miss a single beat and she knew why he had gotten them down on the floor. He was close to coming and didn’t want to pass out standing up. Ravenne could just cling on to him and she felt how her own body still shivered with pleasure, Narriar was letting out low growling noises now, he was lifting himself up and she wrapped her legs around him once more, he stared down at her and she could see how his face contorted as he was getting closer. “Oh Rav, Oh gods!”
She pushed against him, eager to help him reach completion and he suddenly lost all rhythm, his movements became irregular and he closed his eyes almost reluctantly. Then he pushed himself so deep into her it almost hurt and roared, shaking all over in the grip of an almost violent orgasm. Ravenne moaned his name, pulled him down to her, embraced him while he screamed her name again and again. He suddenly became completely limp once more and she could feel it deep within her, how he pulsed and filled her with hot seed. It made her shudder too, press him towards her by sheer instinct. She felt tears running down her cheeks, it was heaven, it was too overwhelming to even describe. Narriar moaned and awakened, he too was crying and he kissed her softly. “Thank you, I have never ever felt like this, it was…I have no words”
She swallowed hard, stared at his soft eyes and knew exactly what he meant. “Likewise, I didn’t know it could feel this…strong!”
He grinned and closed his eyes, rested his forehead against her shoulder, breathed out. “Now you know my love”
She embraced him and he fell silent, nuzzled her neck and caressed her and she grinned, it was really true that his race became very affectionate after love making. She knew that it was normal for other males to just fall asleep like you blew out a candle but it didn’t happen to him. He was wide awake, just in a mood for cuddling. He let himself slide down next to her, embracing her tightly and she stared at the ceiling. It was no doubt that she was normal when she was with him, heck, it had been the most wonderful feeling she ever had had and the bare thought of feeling him inside of her again made her heart speed up once more. Narriar sighed and kissed her shoulder, his eyes were filled with love and tenderness and she knew she was one incredibly lucky elleth. He let a hand glide through her hair, they were both soaking wet and she giggled and sighed with bliss. “The only question now is how I am going to explain this to the ellith of my tribe, I will never touch another female, you are my one and only from now and until the end of days.”
She smiled and kissed him slowly. “As you are my one and only too.”
He nodded and pressed his face towards her neck, he sighed and she could feel that he for a second became a bit tense. “What is it?”
He bit his lower lip, stared at her with something pleading in his eyes. “Do you…do you think that it is possible…for us to have children together?!”
Ravenne hadn’t even thought of that possibility, but she had no idea of whether or not her race and the Ce’agar were compatible when it came to conception. She swallowed hard, did she want children at all? She had no idea but she wanted to make him happy and if children of his own was a part of that then she would give him all the children she possibly could. “I do not know, but if it happens it happens and we’ll deal with it then.”
He just sighed and nodded and pulled her closer to him. They fell silent for a while, just resting and enjoying the pleasure of being together. Ravenne turned around and they lay there spooning, she felt him breathe and suddenly she felt that he pulled her hair aside and started licking the back of her neck, it felt like an electric jolt and she gasped for air, suddenly her body was on fire once more and she could hear him chuckle. “Thought that would turn you on!”
She could only nod and she felt that he was hard once more. “Oh Valar, please!”
He kissed the tip of her ear and grasped her hip, pulled her closer to him. She reacted by pure instinct, angled her hips backwards and he slid into her once more, she had to grasp onto the shower door and close her eyes. She of course knew that it was possible to do it like this, from behind, but she had not imagined that it made her feel his every move even better than before and before long she was screaming again, thrashing against him as the waves of intense pleasure rushed through her again. She had to think about a line of a song she had heard, knocking on heaven’s door. It felt as though she really was close to paradise but this was more like fucking on the bathroom floor if she was to be utterly honest. Before long they both were screaming and Ravenne had forgotten everything about being worried for their mission. They were together and she was not alone any more, from now on nothing would matter more than what they shared and she was ready to face any enemy, to make sure that he was safe she would fight the very devil himself if need be.
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