The council of Elrond came early the next day, so Mirra rose and dressed in a dark violet coloured velvet dress. A quick rapping on her chamber door, alerted Mirra that Krista had arrived to escort her to the council.
Once they arrived, Krista took her leave and Mirra took her place in a seat next to Elrohir on the right of Elrond. Darren somehow managed to get a place at the meeting. He looked quite smug in his Emerald tunic and black leggings, sat to the left of Aragorn. When her caught Mirra's gaze he smiled and tapped his head to indicate the small silver sapphire-encrusted circlet, that was perched on her forehead. Blushing, she shifted her gaze only to find herself staring into the clear blue eyes of Legolas.
The nervous chatter that filled the chamber came to a halt once Elrond rose to speak. "Friends of old, strangers of distant lands, hear me. We are here to answer the threat of Mordor. Middle Earth is standing upon the brink of destruction and will fall lest we band together as one. We are bound by the fate of a ring and a lady. Lady Mirra, Frodo, come forth."
The chatter returned as Frodo and Mirra came to stand with Elrond, but this time it was full of fear and confusion.
"Place the ring on the table, Frodo." Elrond said and Frodo complied, placing the ring on a small table that stood in the middle of the council.
A small gasp rang through Elrond's guests.
Boromir was first to speak. "So the legends are true. The ring of power and the Princess of destruction."
Mirra felt a fear clench at her heart at the word destruction and Darren's face paled.
"Why they are gifts." Boromir continued, eyeing Mirra carefully as he stood. "Why not use them." Mirra shuddered. "Much blood of my people has been spilt to keep the forces of Mordor at bay. Give Gondor the weapons of Mordor, let us use them against him."
Mirra couldn't hold back her retort. "I not will be used as a weapon for any one! Especially for such a daft idea as that!"
Aragorn, sensing Mirra's discomfort, flew to her rescue. "Princess Mirra is of no use to us unless The Sorcerer Marith were to be alerted of her presence in Middle Earth. As for the One Ring, it will not wield to us, it has no other master then Sauron."
A few of the council members shuddered at the name. Kinda like Harry Potter, Mirra thought.
Boromir looked at Aragorn with disgust. "What would a mere Ranger know of this matter?"
This time it was Legolas who jumped to Aragorn's rescue. "This is no mere Ranger. He is Aragorn, son of Arathorn. You owe him your allegiance."
Mirra glanced at Darren, she could tell he was getting excited.
"Aragorn? This is Isildur's heir?" Boromir asked, almost unable to believe it.
"Aye and heir to the throne of Gondor." Legolas snapped, glaring at Boromir.
"Sit down, Legolas." Aragorn muttered in Elvish.
Boromir's gaze returned to Aragorn and spat out at him: "Gondor has no king. Gondor needs no king."
"Don't worry, Boromir, you will have one soon enough." Mirra gave a sly smile.
"You speak boldly, princess, we shall see if your statement is true." He snarled before winning a silencing look from Gandalf and flopping into his seat.
Recovering from the arguments that had taken place, Elrond once again addressed the council. "This ring must be destroyed and the princess kept safe. The ring must be taken to Mordor and thrown into the fiery chasms from whence it came. One of you must do this."
Silence.
Mirra just about jumped out of her skin with a mixture of fear and excitement. Darren, noticing this, once again looked pale.
Boromir just simply wouldn't quit. "One does not simply walk into Mordor. Its black gates are guarded by more than just Orcs. There is evil there that does not sleep. And the great Eye is ever-watchful. It is a barren wasteland, riddled with fire and ash and dust. The very air that you breathe is a poisonous fume. Not with ten thousand men could you do this. It is folly."
Oh Mirra so awaited this moment. "Folly? Oh, no. Cowardliness I would say, for I indeed know that this ring can be destroyed. From the world I was transported there was a book entitled Lord Of The Rings, which tells the story of the one ring and it's journey to Mordor and the darkest days of Middle Earth. So a folly? No. A dream? No. But a truth? Yes! This ring can be destroyed!
Boromir raised an eyebrow in a mocking gesture. "Twice has your tongue gone a-wagging without the consult of your brain, it is folly speaking of such things, especially when the speaker is a mere child!"
If Boromir hadn't of turned his head at that moment, he would have seen the blazing fury in Mirra's eye's and the oncoming attack she was about to place on him and luckily for him, Darren noticed.
"Mirra, no!" He hissed, grabbing Mirra's raised arm.
Angrily, Mirra lowered her arm and stalked back to her seat beside Elrohir. "Bastard." She mutterd.
"That is enough!" Elrond barked. "From both of you. There are more important matters that must urgently be resolved! This ring must be destroyed!"
"But why must we destroy such a beautiful piece?" Someone said.
"Beautiful? Middle Earth's fate lies within it! It must be destroyed" Said another.
"Oh, and you think you're the one to do it!"
Suddenly the whole of the council was arguing, and soon only Mirra, Elrohir and Elladan we left seated. Mirra, still silently fuming.
In the midst of the loud voices, each trying to out do the others, Frodo's small voice sounded. "I will take it! I will take it!"
Gandalf turned sadly to face the young hobbit, who barely reach his waist.
"I will take the ring to Mordor!" Frodo cried again. "Although I do not know the way."
The council silenced and resumed their seats, with expressions of pain and confusion written on their faces.
Gandaf moved to stand beside Frodo. "I will help you bear this burden, Frodo Baggins. As long as it is yours to bear."
This is my chance, Mirra thought and rose from her own seat, her anger vanished. "After years off learning, I find myself skilled with a sword and I offer it to you Frodo, I too will help you bear this great burden." Before anyone could stop her she moved beside Gandalf, who looked at her bewildered, yet said nothing.
Darren stood now. "The Princess if my best friend and I see it my duty to protect her, as I too and handy with a sword. I 'm coming with you."
Aragorn, Legolas, Gimli and Boromir joined next followed by Sam, Merry and Pippin, who had been eavesdropping the whole time.
Elrond Stood before them all. "Eleven companions. So be it! You shall be the Fellowship of the Ring."
The whole council cheered and for the first time Mirra felt a great sense of belonging.
This was going to be far different then the J.R.R Tolkein version, She thought.