artaresto:

artaresto:

“And why is that, sweetheart?”

Orodreth swallowed and simply stared at his cousin for a second before anger took over his expression and he growled. His hands darted forward to take a firm grip around Celebrían’s throat. “You stupid sow”, he barked shaking her so it would be harder for her to struggle against him, “you will give me a son! We will try again.”

Celebrian closed her eyes and endured it. But even as her body began to go into shock - her heartbeat racing and lungs struggling for breath - she smiled. He had stopped her ability of speech with his strong hands, and she could only do one thing in this position. Her throat screamed in protest as she spat into his face, her fear dulled by a great sense of satisfaction. He could rape her all he liked, but she would never give him a child.