"Well, I'm going to see where Mister Frodo is about." Said Sam. He got up and walked out the Hall. He walked down the Long corridors of Minas Tirith reading all the paintings on the walls. He noticed that the paintings where of old wars in Minas Tirith. He stopped at a painting of Sauron, glanced at it and walked quickly away. He made his way to Frodo who was leaning on a railing in front of Minas Tirith.

"Frodo, are you okay?" Sam asked as he approached him. He saw that Gandalf was with him. "Gandalf, is he okay?"

"I had a shadow of a memory of the Ring." Explained Frodo. "But now it is gone. Lead me back to the Feast!"

Frodo took hold of Sam's arm and guided Frodo down the long Halls that he just came out of. Gandalf followed them. Suddenly Frodo stopped at the painting of Sauron and glanced at it and said, "Gandalf, was this Sauron, before he fell." He pointed to a picture of Sauron with his gagged armor and the Ring on his left hand.

A shadow came over Gandalf's face. "Indeed, it is. Frodo, hurry along now." As they came back to the Hall, Sam, Gandalf and Frodo sat at their tables.

Lord Elrond stood up at the High Table trying to quite everyone down. Finally once everyone quieted down. Elrond said, "My dear hobbits, elves, dwarves, and other creatures of Middle Earth. We gather here to celebrate the crowning of the new King of Middle Earth."-Cheers rose in the atmosphere-"Also! We have come here to congratulate the completed Journey of the Ring by Frodo Baggins and Samwise Gamgee. "-Louder cheers where heard through out Minas Tirith. -"I would like it if Master Frodo Baggins and Samwise Gamgee would come up to the High Table and tell their dangerous journey of destroying the Ring..." The whole Room quieted down, as Frodo and Sam stood up and walked over to the High Table.

Sam and Frodo told of their journey at the start when they first learned of the Ring, and how Sam became Frodo's companion. They told of their terror of the Black Riders, looking for them, hunting them. And of the accident at the Prancing Pony, the tragedy at Weathertop after what seemed like hours, Frodo and Sam came to Shelob's Lair.

"When, I came out of the Lair, I was at the final stairway of the long stairway of the Cirith Ungol. I had no idea that Shelob was above and all sides of me when I faced the stairs Shelob came upon me. Bound me up..." retold Frodo.

"As I fought my way through the sticky, cobwebbed filled Lair, I saw that I was too late...Frodo had already been caught. I choked back the tears and fought for my life. Once Shelob retreated back to her Lair, I ran over to Frodo. I knew he was gone...gone for ever, so I took the Ring and hid, for I saw that Frodo's sword, sting, gleamed blue, so I took up Frodo's sword. Two orcs came by and said that Frodo was not dead! He was just unconscious. They took him to the Enemy's tower and stripped him. They searched his belongings, looking for the Ring. I came up and stabbed one orc for the Shire, another orc for my Old Gaffer, and one for Frodo. I freed my master and we dressed in orc's garments..."

Frodo finished the story up and once he was done Elrond summoned them back to their tables. Everyone seemed shocked since the whole room was quiet and no one has ever heard the story of the Journey of the Ring.

"Well, now!" said Elrond standing up. "Anyone else would like to share their story?"