Healing Houses

[Rûdhon]

Rûdhon had a rather confused yet angered face and he stopped, he did actually have two persons in his mind whom could defeat him. His lord Morsereg and that spawn of Sauron, Saeren yet they both needed him more than they wanted to admit so there was no trouble from them.

"Why? I do kill in the end, but why play games? To make you understand elf, to make you see that you have had a gift for a long time and now I am going to take that away from you."

Rûdhon smirked.

"If I could make you a wight I would, but I can`t because your soul is of course protected and cannot be bound, if you do not freely give it away... yet I will now find some pleasure killing you after this all..."

Rûdhon said and had his sword at hand for the final strike yet he still tested her should she wish to run or try to defeat him.

[Siranna]

Siranna sat there watching him, staring into the lifeless eyes.

[Rûdhon]

Suddenly another mist appeared into the room as the elven guards also appeared looking at the situation still hoping to save Siranna, but Rûdhon`s attention was in the mist that formed into another wight that bowed before him. Rûdhon was impatient and angered by this disturbing, but held himself.

"Why do you come here?" Rûdhon demanded from his servant.

"Morsereg is coming sir....to Tyrn Gorthad..."

The wight said with serious voice and firm look on it`s unfigured undead face, even now Rûdhon`s, the king of Tyrn Gorthad, face had turned into disbelief and cautiousness. His eyes were no more furious, they were fearful for Morsereg was far more terrible than any wight and had power over the powerful of the dead. Rûdhon would have t hurry and he didn`t want to explain Morsereg why he was delayed as Rûdhon took the life of an elf.

Besides, Rûdhon liked to play games and this one surely seemed interesting enough so he might as well keep it up. It would be interesting to see how she would act when they would meet again and if she should have found any help. Rûdhon turned to Siranna with a grim smile as he sheated his sword and stood before her placing his ghostly hand on her throat. He inspected her calm face, she was so ready to die and not to allow Rûdhon the pleasure of breaking her. This angered him yet on second thought he decided to spare her, eternity would be far more interesting with her alive.

"I must go now, I do not want to keep my master waiting and besides... You have proven to have more backbone than anyone so far and shown far more intersting so I think I will let you live that is until I get bored of you..."

Rûdhon said with a smile before disappearing into the greenish mist and so did his servant assume the same form, the cloud`s joined together and left the building to travel across the lands with an inhuman speed. They travelled across the mountains and past Imladris, past Bree and finally arriving to Tyrn Gorthad, the haunted hills, his realm.

[Siranna]

Siranna gave a sigh of relief and got out of bed. She dismissed the guards and changed. Then she went to the kitchen to cook herself breakfast. Why was this thing after her yet never killing. To her, it made very little sense.