Rinurion seethed in his bonds. He was badly bruised from the orcs' beatings, and his side hurt badly. He glanced to his left where Sauche was bond as tightly as he was. The Wild Elf's countenance left no room to what she had in mind, should the opportunity show itself. Amaryllis was showing a brave front, and the elven warrior grew angrier seeing how the elf maidens were being handled. Gayahithwen still looked with disbelief towards Daegon.
They were made to trot along side the orcs southward for several miles. Their captors dragging them for sport, sneering at them should they falter. The group made camp after a few hours after dusk.
The elf was roughly pushed down along side his companions. He heard Daegon arguing heatedly with the orcs once more.
"The traitor will pay," he muttered under his breath. Sauche snorted in agreement. The hatred in her eyes made the golden one seem alit with fire, and the green glow coldly like ice.
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