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Preview for Lady of the Noldor - Noldoriel of Eregion (Part I)

Screams rang out in the courtyard as the panicked elves rushed about, desperate to go to the safety of their homes. Fear had taken a hold of Noldoriel’s heart as she glanced at the flaming spheres launched by the orcs slowly streaking towards Eregion. Her mind raced as she thought of all the times she’d spent here, the moments she’d shared with friends, with Erestor, Mirdania, Malendol, amongst others.

A hand landed gently on her shoulder. It was Annatar, returning to her side after issuing orders. Noldoriel whirled around to face him, a question burning in her eyes. “What if Mirdania was right?”

“About what?” Annatar’s head tilted sideways, his eyebrow raised.

“A few days ago, she told me,” Noldoriel began. “She told me she was resizing a Ring of Power, accidentally put it on. She saw a being of flame and darkness, reeking of death. That it had been here among us all along.”

After a moment of silence between them, Noldoriel spoke again. “What if she was right? The Deceiver had been among us all along?”

“What brings you to that conclusion?” Annatar questioned. Noldoriel didn’t miss the way his lip curled at the query.

“Things have been going wrong in Eregion of late,” Noldoriel responded. “Celebrimbor has become…more irritable. Consumed by making the Rings. This has never happened to him before. And I feel…I feel a strange malevolence in the air, even now. Something that has been there since, since…”

She looked at him, their eyes meeting. “Since you arrived.”

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