Melkor was left staring after his lieutenant who apparently decided not to take part in the Noldor Prince's torment. Strange, he thought. A sudden rush of anger and frustration boiled in his veins with the sharp pain that ran deep into his palm, and he let go of the terrified elf with a disgusted grunt.
The Vala strode after the Maia, his dark cloak trailing behind him. As he walked past the doorcase, his hand clamped down around Mairon's forearm and pulled him closer, preventing him from getting away.
"What's wrong?" Melkor scowled, his questioning eyes searching those of his lieutenant.
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Of Love and Torture
FanfictionThis is an Angbang/Silmarillion fanfic written by me and the incredible @SweetieDoggie. In which an irritable Melkor, a disaster-prone Mairon and an unfortunate Maedhros all end up in the same fortress, so naturally chaos ensues.
