Mordor's Throne Room

[Alatariel]

Alatariel nodded at Ilmare's words about Doren. "Yes..I know of the Lord of Arnor's impatience." A smirk formed upon her lips. "Mayhap you already have someone on the inside...but not someone with an identical twin that is already acknowledged as good." She cocked her head slightly with a raised brow. "My sister, E'vesash, is near. I can feel her presence and can almost see inside of her mind. She is residing in Gondor for the time being. So as long as I stay clear of the white city, then none should see through my cover."

[Ilmare]

Ilmare laughed. "The good news grow even better than. A twinsister, thats neat. How close is she to the inner circle? What does she get to knowledge for our alliance? I saw her in the White Citadel Pub with one of the elven lords, Legolas I think. As open for every ear, he is deep in trust to the High King. Does she gets informations from him or is he locked like he looks like?"

[Alatariel]

Alatariel leaned back slightly in her chair, glad that she had the woman's ear. "That much for the moment, I do not know." She smirked. "But it will not be hard to find out...if I could just get her out of the way, it would not be hard to take her place." She paused to sip from her glass, thinking. She seemed to be speaking more to herself than anyone else, but it didn't matter. She drummed her nails against the table top. "If I could only take my sister's place. What an advantage that would be."

[Ilmare]

"How dear is your sister to you? I could let her take and bring in secret to Enedwaith. And you could take her place instead. But - do you think you can fool her friends? She didn't seemed lonely to me and it might be difficult to replace her completely without knowledge of her closest friends. I am thinking on this elven lord, you know."

[Alatariel]

Alatariel nodded, sipping from her glass as though it would help her to think. "Perhaps you are right. But there has to be a way." She paused, once more tapping her dark fingernails against the table top. "You forget, though, that my sister and I were raised together. We are twins, so I know her every habit...good and bad. I also followed her for a time after our family left for the undying lands. I believe I could do it...though you are right that the elven lord will prove a challenge to bypass." She placed her glass down and glanced toward Ilmare. "Have you any further ideas on this?"

[Ilmare]

Ilmare laughed. "I have my sweepers - Pirates. They bring me slaves for my personal business and they will have no problem to take your sister aboard of one of their faked small trader ships and bring her to Enedwaith."

[Alatariel]

Alatariel nodded as a smirk formed upon her lips. "I believe we have come up with a plan, milady." The elven maid laughed at herself. "You see...I am sounding like her already." Then she became serious. "All that we have said, though, must stay between us...for even if other evils know of our plan, it would not be as easy to keep the secret." Alatariel placed her now empty glass back on the tray.

[Lancir Misolen]

Lancir pushed open the doors to the throne room and looked around a smirk on his face
"where is the queen"
Then lancirs eyes fell upon Ilmare his smirk turned into a almsot hidden pleased look
"Milady how is you're day"

[Alatariel]

Alatariel sighed and rose from her chair. "I grow weary of interruptions." She said, folding her arms and regarding Lancir with a sharp gaze. "The conversation on which you intruded is not open to the public ear...so state your business quickly so we may be on with it."

[Ilmare]

Ilmare laughed quietly but said no word. She greeted Lancir silently with a nodd and waited.

[Megloren Istdale]

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(days later)

A raven flew through the window of the Throne Room and dropped a letter-

To whom it may concern-
I am holding a meeting in the tower of Orthanc tommorrow evening at ten a.m for all of the diciples of darkness to get our affairs in order.
Megloren Istdale

[Linnar Ironaxe]

A messenger of Rohan entered the throne room and bowed low. He handed a letter to Alatariel-

The corrination of Megloren Istdale will take place tommorrow in Edoras. We hope you will come, as many other leaders are welcome. It would truely be pleasure if you came.

-Eomund II

[Kalas Misolen]

A bird flew into and dropped a letter bearing the royal symbol of khand

My Lord,
there will be a council held in khand and it is My wish that you would join it will take place in my council chambers.

[Alatariel]

Alatariel stepped down from her throne and scooped up the small letter that had been dropped on the floor. After reading it, she turned toward the door, arching a brow in curiousity. Yes, mayhap she would have to see what all this was about.

[Siranna]

A messanger entered the halls and bowed to Alatariel and handed her a letter from Mirkwood.

Dear Lady Alatariel,

The Lady of Mirkwood has invited you and any of your subjects who you wish to bring to a masquerade ball in Mirkwood. All realms are invited but at the time of the ball there shall be no good or evil, merely a party with gatherers. Come to talk, joke, and have fun and maybe fix any loosened ties withing realms. We hope to see you and those you bring. Please reply to as soon as possible.

Sincerly, Siranna of Mirkwood.