"I'm not done with you yet", snarled Mairon, still fuming. The cheek of this elf was so outrageous it made his want to punch something. So, he did. Anger must be channelled and all that.
When his fist slammed Maedhros' face yet again the pathetic elf gave a sob.
More blood trickled from the corner of his mouth.
It pooled on the stone floor.
"I have all the equipment and motivation to torture you until I get every single one of the answers I want", Mairon continued, his face up close to the elf's again, face drawn in a snarl.
"So. We'll start with a simple question. How many of your brothers are still alive?"
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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.
