The Bone Witch- Chapter 14: Wormtongue
“Oh, they’ve got the witch, too! How quaint.” Is Grima’s attempt at taunting the group, while being undermined by his all-too-obvious fear.
An unnecessary hand gesture has him flying across the room and pinned to the wall. He tries to speak, but no sound comes out.
Gandalf finishes speaking to the king and nods at you.
“Theoden.” You say with a light curtsy.
“My lady,” He bows deep, “how good it is to have you here.”
“It is good to be here, despite the lack of a warm welcome.”
He bows again. “Apologies, my lady. That was… I wasn’t quite myself.”
“I know,” you say, “you are hardly at fault. However, your guards did not question your orders, and Grima here,” you nod in his direction, “should be punished severely.”
You allow him to fall to the ground, and you release him from his… Forced silence.
“I’m sure that won’t be necessary.” He says, bowing repeatedly.
“On the contrary, Wormtongue,” you say, spitting his title out in insult, “it is.”
Legolas grips your arm and whispers, “Y/N, he’s under Saruman’s control. If we let him go… Banish him, perhaps… We could follow him.”
“Directly to Saruman,” You finish, “although we already know he is in Isenguard.”
“Wouldn’t it be more fun if Saruman were warned of your presence?”
“I like the way you think!” You turn again to Theoden. “On second thoughts,” you say, “Grima should merely be banished.”
“Thank you, thank you!” Says Grima.
“Surely that is going too easy on him, my lady!” Says Theoden.
“First off- stop with the ‘my lady’ stuff. My name is Y/N. Secondly- I want him to report to Saruman. It’ll make our meeting far more interesting.” You grin swiftly and turn again to Grima.
“Out with you! Be grateful for the generousity I have shown you today, for you certainly will never receive such a thing from me again!”
Wormtongue, bowing repeatedly once more, backs swiftly out of the hall and, once out, turns and sprints out of Rohan, never to be seen there again.