Author's note: Wilwarin and Gwilwileth are my characters, although their names are apart of Tolkien's language. Italics are Wilwarin's thoughts. This is my first story so please R&R.
I awoke the next morning still fairly nervous about what would happen that afternoon at the council. I was summoned to Lord Elrond's office early in the afternoon, right before the council was to begin.
It was a very large room, with a round ceiling and golden furniture; he was sitting in a large chair reading an old looking book.
"Please sit," he said motioning to another chair, similar to his, right beside him. "Gandalf has told me everything about you, or at least everything that he knows about you. We definitely want you at the council."
"Of course, I came knowing you would want me to attend." I answered him.
"Good," he said simply, and then after a pause continued, "there is one condition, you will be wearing a cloak and will be sitting a short distance away from the meeting, and you will also not say anything until we have decided what to do."
"May I ask why my presence is to be hidden?" I asked him.
"Your presence is not what we are hiding. We are hiding the fact that you are an unknown she-elf. There will be Dwarf Lords and Men who would not appreciate having a female present." Elrond answered quietly.
That's ridiculous, I thought, if I'm going on this quest I should be able to speak my opinion. I was about to tell Elrond that when a long bell rang. It was the bell signifying that the Council of Elrond was about to begin.
The walk to the meeting wasn't very long, it was almost right outside Elrond's office.
I did as Lord Elrond had instructed me. I wore a black cloak, the hood covering most of my face. I sat at the end a little way behind.
Everyone started to walk in, Men, Dwarves, and Elves (including Legolas). None of them made much notice of me, they gave a quick questioning glance and then took there seats. I could hear the faint rustle of leaves behind me, and looking around I say two small Hobbits crouching behind a bush.
The meeting went just as it had in the book, it was fascinating for me to watch, and I surprised that I didn't even have the slightest urge to speak up.
Once it was over I didn't feel as nervous, it had gone exactly as it was supposed to, Frodo volunteered to bring the ring and Elrond said he was going to decide on Frodo's companions. My presence hadn't changed anything. Then I thought, maybe my presence is what made it the way it was supposed to be?