Sing upon the Stars
By K-chan^-^
Authors Note: Here it is Chap 2 same goes don't own LOTR but I own Lana and any other Elves I make up =P
Chapter 2 Council of Elrond
The small company of seven raced along the road toward the grand gates of Rivendell. The leader glanced back and spotted a figure riding up from behind them. SSSShe focused but couldn't make the figure out, they were moving too fast and it was too far away. Reining in her horse she slowed and called the others around her to slow.
"What is it Khíril?" one of the elves asked turning and following her gaze.
Ilayndra narrowed her eyes a bit to focus. Her keen eyesight picking up the figure as it gained on them. "I do not know. A scout I think."
He nodded and stopped his horse, following her example. A dark haired elf approached them, his dark blue eyes glinted with suspicion. "Who goes there?"
She reined her horse around to face the approaching elf. Lifting her chin a bit she replied, "we are elves of Anórien. I am Ilayndra, daughter of Ambarion and Íriel."
He looked mildly surprised; this elf clad in men's clothing was a princess? He had mistaken her for a boy from behind. "Forgive me my lady, I did not recognize you." He bowed his head in respect.
Her lips twitched and she rolled her eyes, it was not new. "That is fine. We wish to see Lord Elrond, can you lead us?"
The elf led his horse up beside hers and paused. "Lord Elrond is in council right now, you will have to wait." He then continued forward toward the gate.
"They've already called the council? Damn! We are late. Come, we must hurry." With that she spurred her horse into a gallop and rode past the scout, the others in her party hot on her heels.
"You must change your clothes Ilayndra. TTThose garments are not fit to be seen at the council. I trust you plan to go." A beautiful elf woman laughed a bit.
Ilayndra scowled blackly at the dress that the tall elf was holding out for her. "But it's a dress."
At this the Elvin woman's blue eyes twinkled with laughter. She held out lovely dress and head veil for her friend. "Come wanúre, wear them for me? It has been so long since I have seen you. I should like to see you dressed like the princess you are at least once." A playful smile danced upon her lips.
The other elf huffed indignantly. "Fine. But only this once, for you." Her scowl broke a bit, and she allowed her self a small smile. When the blue-eyed elf went to attach the head veil, Ilayndra jerked away. "Why are you covering my hair??"
Smirking, she pulled Ilayndra back over to her and attached the veil. "Because. You look like a boy! Tsk, why would you do that? You have beautiful hair."
"Arwen… It's irritating, it's far too bothersome to have when traveling and training." She retorted messing with the headpiece.
Arwen slapped her hands away and pushed her out the door. "Male elves deal with it all the time, I don't see why you can't. Now run along, you are many hours late." With one last smile Arwen disappeared down the hall.
Ilayndra took a deep breath and hurried toward the balcony on which the council was convening[JJH1] . As she approached she saw two hobbits crouched behind the posts on either sides of the opening to the balcony. Silently she moved and crouched behind the dark haired hobbit on the left. "Hear anything interesting?" she whispered in his ear.
He jumped letting out a squeak, he spun and came face to face with a beautiful elf girl that was smirking at him. "Ahh.. I was just.. that is to say…"
"Eavesdropping?" she finished for him.
He blushed a bright red and started fidget, looking anxiously over at the other hobbit that was paying no attention. She smiled and reached out and ruffled his hair. "Don't worry your secret's safe with me." She said with a wink.
He heaved a sigh of relief then held out his hand. "I am Peregrin Took, but you can call me Pippin! That over there is Merry."
Ilayndra smile and placed her hand in the hobbits small one. "It is nice to meet you Pippin. I am Ilayndra, princess of Anórien. You can call me Lana."
The hobbit's eyes widened a bit and he squeezed her hand a bit. She laughed a bit then nodded toward the council. "Let us pay attention hm?"
The hobbit nodded eagerly and turned back to the council meeting.
A small circlet of unadorned gold lay in the middle of a stone altar-like table. The members of the council stared at it with awe; [JJH2] so this was the one ring. It looked so harmless. Just like a normal gold right, but they knew what the wise elf had told them was true, for then too could feel the pull. After a few minutes of silence one of the men stood up, a righteous flare glinting in his eyes. "For years Gondor has been protecting all your lands from the onslaught of Mordor! Why not give the ring to Gondor and let us fight the enemy with its own weapon!" he said with flourish.
"You cannot wield it. None of us can." A voice of reason spoke from a few seats down.
The man standing turned angrily and settled an angry glare on the dark haired man who had spoken. "And what would a mere ranger know of these things?" he spat.
The ranger said nothing but studied the man standing with a calculating glance. AA A tall blond haired elf from across the row stood up, anger flashing in his eyes also. "This is no mere ranger, this is Aragorn, son of Arathorn, you owe him your allegiance."
The man looked at the ranger with distain[JJH3] , and took his seat again, but not before muttering loud enough so everyone could hear. "Gondor has no king. Gondor needs no king."
The ranger shifted his gaze from the tall man from Gondor to the lithe elf who was glaring in contempt at the newly seated man. "Sit down Legolas." He commanded in Sindarin. The elf nodded and sat down again.
"Aragorn is right." The elf that sat in the highest chair commanded everyone's attention once more. "None of us, not even the wise ones have the power to wield the one ring."
"Then we have only two choices." Spoke a gray bearded dwarf, "send it over seas or destroy it."
The wise elf shook his head. "No. We have only one choice. We cannot send the ring over seas, as they would not take it, the problem must be solved by the people of middle earth."
"Then we must destroy it."
Elrond nodded. "Yes and there is only one way to undo Sauron's creation. It must be thrown back into whentst it came from. Back into the fiery depths of Orodruin."
There was a loud murmur from the council, they had feared it would be something like that. "Well who is going to take it an elf? Ha!" the young dwarf beside the gray bearded dwarf scoffed.
Once again the young blond elf stood in anger. "We would not let a Dwarf do it!"
This caused a large argument to break out. All the meanwhile a hobbit sat quietly listening to the arguments. His curly dark brown hair brushed his temples as he thought. He knew what he had to do. Silently he stood and entered the angry mob. In a quiet voice he said, "I will take the ring." However no one seemed to hear him but Elrond who lowered his gaze[JJH4] . In a louder voice that caused the argument to come to an abrupt halt he said, "I will take the ring," then in a quieter voice he added, "though I do not know the way."
The council turned and looked at the halfling, pity and pride mixing in all their eyes. TTTThis young hobbit had courage. "Then my young friend I shall join you." The old wizard put his hand on the hobbits shoulder.
Aragorn walked over and knelt in front of the hobbit. "I will be your guide, and whether it be my life or my death I shall protect you. You have my sword."
"And you have my bow." The blond elf stepped over beside the other three.
"And my axe." The dwarf that had spoken against the elves came over as well.
"Master Frodo isn't going anywhere with out me!" Another hobbit jumped out of the tree that was level with the balcony and rushed over beside Frodo. Frodo smiled.
A smile played upon Elrond's lips. "It seems impossible to separate you, even if he is summoned to a secret council and you are not."
At this the blond blushed a bright crimson colour and tried to hide himself from the wise elf's gaze.
"Wait! Wait!" Two other hobbits came running down the steps and rushed over to Frodo's side "Frodo's not going anywhere with out us neither!" the blond one said with a nod of his head and crossing his arms.
"Yeah! You need someone of intelligence on this mission…quest…er thing." The brown haired Pippin scratched his head.
"Well that rules you out then." His companion chortled with a jab to the elbow.
Elrond almost gave in and smiled, but he kept his composure. He was about to open his mouth and speak when he was interrupted by another voice.
"I too will go. Master Frodo, you have my magic, as well as my bow."
Chapter two! Yay me.. review.. I'll try to get chap 3 written soon.. a description of Ilayndra will be in the next chap.
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