#but I guess conversations between characters should add something of matter so perhaps it isn't a bad development?

[edennill]

Have a conversation for my Númenor longfic, apparently.

"You hurt her — you made her bleed—" she stammers, and chides herself for saying inanities.

"I have made a thousand people — bleed, as you so politely put it, Zimraphel. If I was to list them all, we'd be sitting here untill next year."

"Leave," she says through clenched teeth.

"Try not to make any more enemies, will you? I'm a dangerous foe to have."

"The black foe."

"Not quite," he smiles. "Tell me, what would you call a person you spent three hundred years beside, a person whose opinion you valued and whose mind was of greatest interest to you?"

"A friend."

"I wrung every secret from him, drop by drop of blood, and when he had told all and still would not comply, I had him killed and fed his corpse to the dogs. I can be very ruthless when I want to, Zimraphel."

"I was never counting on your mercy."

"I know. I just wanted to make sure we see eachother plain."

He gathers his red-embroidered robes and turns to leave, but first he takes a last look at her. "There is no conceivable reason to spare you that might enter my mind if you ever crossed a certain line, Zimraphel — what are you to me, but a fly of one summer's day, a petty, sickening thing? Take care not to buzz too loud, Your Highness, in my presence or without." He pauses and adds almost nonchalantly. "By the way, I held the Lord of Eregion for seventeen months."

Sauron is honestly far too fun to write for the kind of scumminess he represents.