Author's note: I do not own Lord of the Rings, obviously...
I've tried to go through the council scene fairly quickly, we all know what happens so you can fill in the blanks!Quick shout out to all who have followed and favourited, it really means a lot, but especially to RaY for the wonderful review!

CHAPTER 4

"Bring forth the Ring, Frodo." Elrond's voice rang out clearly around the assembled dignitaries, sending a shiver down Faeneth's spine. She forced her breathing to remain slow, trying desperately to calm her heart, which was thumping erratically in her chest. She hadn't seen this ring for hundreds of years; it was dangerous to her beyond imagining. Though she couldn't show it, she was terrified.

As the Hobbit walked gingerly up to the pedestal a pang of sorrow shook Faeneth's already shredded conscience; he was another innocent whose life was slowly being destroyed by the One Ring.

The small golden object of Faeneth's fear drew gasps from all assembled as Frodo set it down, retreating back to his seat. He looked shaken, and perhaps it was lucky for Faeneth that the attention of the wizard and the Elf-Lord was drawn by both him and the man now rising from his seat.

Her whole body was shaking, and she was barely able to breathe, let alone concentrate on the proceedings as she tried to block out a whisper that was heard by her alone.

"It has been a long time since we last met, has it not my Sister?"

With that the world went black.

"Faeneth, khila amin, khila amin ooma."

Her eyes fluttered open, she was lying on the floor beside her chair, with a crowd of people bending over her.

"Faeneth, how do you feel?" Elrond's voice was gentle, trying to coax an answer from behind the scared eyes.

"I'm fine", she replied groggily fighting to sit up, "please just leave me alone."

The members of the council who had gathered around her drifted back to their seats as Faeneth hauled herself up and back into hers. The tension was palpable in the air, she could tell there just been an argument. She vaguely wondered how long it had taken them to realise that she had fainted. This is why I was unenthusiastic about attending my Lord Elrond, she thought sending the Elf a rather scathing look.

Everyone had returned to their seats when the little Hobbit stood up, and said with a tremulous voice, "I will do it, I will take the Ring to Mordor. Only, I do not know the way."

Through the banging in her head Faeneth saw her opportunity, she could make sure the Ring was properly destroyed, then go to meet her own fate knowing that when she did it would all be over. This was the chance she needed, an excuse to accompany the Ring to Mordor. It would be tough, after all it would prey on her, using the link she shared with it to hurt her as much as it could, but there was no other way.

As Gandalf rose to pledge his allegiance to Frodo, so did Faeneth.

"As shall I." She said, "For those are paths I know well, having walked them many times."

He looked at her, as she knelt before him, and though there was surprised whispering from behind her, Faeneth tried to convey through her eyes that she understood his burden, that she knew what he felt now. Frodo seemed to understand, nodding he smiled as she rose and took her place behind the Hobbit.

This prompted each race into action, and as the company grew Faeneth became even more determined. She could do this, she could end it for once and for all.

"Ten companions. You shall be the Fellowship of the Ring."