1 Chapter 2- The council

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3 Sabriel sat in her usual gilded, lavishly upholstered council seat in- between Aragorn and Legolas. She knew Elrond always had a purpose to this type of meeting and they were always important, but Sabriel could not help yawning. She quickly covered her mouth so no one could see her boredom.

4 Those summoned to the council sat in a horseshoe of chairs; Elrond's great stone throne was positioned at the opening of the horseshoe. Elrond favored this arrangement because he liked to see everyone present and never liked leaving anyone out of any discussion.

5 Besides Elrond, Sabriel, Aragorn, and Legolas, there were a few dwarves, some half lings, and Xander, a man of Rohan at the council. Xander had always had an eye for Sabriel. Despite the show he put on, Sabriel knew he was truly a selfish man at heart and only admired her for her beauty. He envied Legolas for having the "prize" or "trophy" he wanted. She never had much respect for this man, nor did Legolas.

6 Elrond droned on and on about military strategies, emergency plans, and how important it was to keep Gondor from falling to the enemy. Sabriel was only half listening to this. This was not her favorite part of any serious situation. She just liked going to a battle, getting the job done, and returning somewhere, anywhere safe. Instead of listening, Sabriel looked around, identifying the company. She caught a little hobbit's eyes and held his stare for a second. Peregrin Took, a very brave half ling, although constantly thinking with his stomach. She knew Peregrin, or Pippin, as he was called very well. They had traveled and battled together before. Next to Pippin was Gandalf, the old wizard who had seen more of middle earth than any elf alive, of dead. He was wise beyond anyone's imagining and very strong-willed. Gandalf was a great person to have as an ally.