Authors note: Sorry guys I tryed my best to get this up as soon as possible but with work and a new addition to the family its been difficult to get time to write. I apologise. Thank you so much for reading but with out further delay heres the story you came to read.
(ps I do not own Lord of the Rings I only own Lindale and Requel.)

Legolas laid out on the grass and watched the nymph dance through the sky playfully, quietly sighing to himself. 'I wounder what it would be like to fly'. He continued to whatch her untill the nymph tired and disapeard inside a great hall, a few moments later she took of again landing on the balconey of the tallest tower in rivendells palace. Her feet lightly landing on the marble railing that graced the borders of the balconey. A shower of teal sparkels eraseing all trace of the wings from her back as she dissapeared into the room. Once again sighing Legolas got up and made his way throught the intricet gardens of rivendale to the room he had been given to use during his stay. Drowserly the mirkwood prince striped of his tunic and leggings and colapsed onto the bed.

OoO lindaleOoO

Lindale had a strange feeling that she was being watched the entire time she was in the sky, not being able to find the sorce of the feeling she landed apon the steps of a large hall. Going inside bearing wings and all she found Aragon reading an elvish book in the corner.

"Why do you bear your wings my friend?"

"To cool them down from flight. What troubles you mellon nin ?she replyed cooly rustening her flight feathers.

"Nay nothing troubles me Lindale I was just thinking to myself of recent events."

It was then that Lindale noticed heavy foot falls entering the room, she remained still it was far to soon to transform, the heat still raidating from her extened wings.

A man of the north entered the great hall, his walk showing him to be of the race of men. He gazed apon the Painting of isildor cutting the ring off the dark lord sauron. After a moment or two he noticed he was not alone and stumbeled backwards apon seeing Lindales wings. He unsheathed his sword and advanced apon Lindale. Aragon knew not to interfere Lindale could take care of herself and sure enough she did.

"Man of the north do not point that weapon at me, I am no beast." she began to get irritated as the man did not backdown.

That is fooly for you can only be a beast as no elf, man or dwarf carries wings let alone of avian decent.

It is you that speak folly for you do not know the races that have come to pass befor your mear time in this world. I am a nymph not a beast now lower your weapon or I will have to do it for you! Lindales voice remained calm but held the power and authority that borimir did not understand.

He looked over to Aragon. Who silently told him to remove his weapon. He reluctantly sheathed his sword. "You may have the man from the south fooled but you will not fool me you beast in descise". With that he hurried out of the great hall knocking the handle of anduril off its resting place. Aragon moved from his place in the corner and placed the sworded back in its rightful place. he turned and looked to Lindale who had calmed down.

"Do not listen to his words Lindale they are not true."

"I know aragon, good night I am weary from my earlyer flight, untill tomorrow my friend. Lindale took of returning to her room to prepared for the next day. She was now hanging the dress lord elrond gave her on the back of her wardrob door she had her quiver, bow, throwing knives and her sword called eagle leaned up against the wall near her bed. Lindale double checked that her trusty dagger was undr her pillow and proceeded to change into a sleeping gown. By this time the young nymph climbed wearily into her bed peacefully falling to sleep wondering what may come of tomorrows counsil.

Lindale was startled awake by someone shaking her gently. "My lady!, my lady! you must get up or you will be late."

"ughh! five more minutes Requel" Lindale rolled over and smothered herself in blankets and pillows.

"My lady you have already slept till the afternoon the council will begin in an hour! you must geet up!" Requel, Lindales best friend and maid yanked the blankets away from her.

"fine! im getting up stop taking my blankets"

"Oh stop whining its not like there isnt a hot bath waiting for you in your wash room." She said as she threw the blankets back at the nymph who was yet to emerge from the pile.

Finaly she got up and made her way to the wash room striping her clothing and jumping in. Lindale washed her hair with the rose shampoo that lady galadriel gave her from lorien since Lindale had taken a liking to it so much. She used a caramel butter soap to clean the rest of her body. As the water in the bath grew cold Requel handed her a towle and helped her put on the dress lord elrond gave her.

"He's right you know" said Requel " You do look amazing in this dress not even Arwen could pull it off like you do, no offence to Arwen"

Examining herself in the mirror Lindale's dress was a deep royal blue with dimonds encrusted in the fabric, a silver trimming lined the neck line which was low in a rounded shape. The sleeves were tight around her shoulders and elbow and flared out at the ends once agian with silver trimming, Embroided feathers of silver decorated the bodice and the skirt was slightly gathered in the middle as a peice of silver matherial acted as a sash and hung in the center of the dress. Lindlale smiled to herself she did look good in this dress but decided not to voice her opinion.

Requel gestured for Lindale to sit so she could braid her hair. Her quick nimble fingers making short work of Lindale's glossy black curls.

"What trobles you my friend?"

Lindale sighed " I do not think people will take me seriously at this council Requel, I fear they will brush of my comments just because I am female"

"Shame on them. It would be very unwise to do so, you are mostly never wrong when a matter of great importance is bought up My lady" Requel fastened the end of the braid with a peice of twine and began working flowers into the braid.

"That doesnt change there willingness to listen to me" she sighed again and stood examing herself in the mirror. Requel had pulled her hair into a braid that ended halfway down her head leaving half of her hair free, the ends halting just below her waist. She had also weaved tiny blue and white flowers into her braid. bringing out the flecks of blue in her teal eyes.

Requel fasteded the nymphs bluebird neclace around her neck and stood back to examin her. "there you are ready, now go! befor you are late." she said pushing her friend out of the door.

Lindale walked quickly down the halls and stairs untill she reached the beautiful courtyard where a large number of chairs were placed in a semi circle. To one side of the semi circle was a larger more ornate chair prosumably for Lord Elrond. Apon her arival there were a few others already seated the man from the night befor, Aragon, the elves of Mirkwood and some elves of Rivendale. Lindale took her seat next to Aragon and studyed the rest of the council. The man from the north had dark gold hair that reached his jaw line and a rough beard apon his face, he carried the same sword on his belt that he used to assult her last night. Noticing her judging eyes he glared at her. Glaring back Lindale moved on to the leader of the Mirkwood elves he was handsome with beautiful long blonde hair that was pulled back in the style of a warrior showing of his delicatly pointed ears. Looking into his eyes were the bluest and most amazing irises she had ever seen. He was indeed quite a handsome elf. Lindales thoughts were interupted as the Dwarves Gandalf and a small hobit entered the council followed by Lord Elrond.

The dwarves took there seat inbetween the Mirkwood elves and the man of the north, Gandalf and the hobit took a seat each on the other side of the rivendale elves.

"Strangers from distant lands, friends of old. You have been summoned here to answer the threat of Mordor. Middle-Earth stands upon the brink of destruction. None can escape it. You will unite or you will fall. Each race is bound to this fate-this one doom. Bring forth the Ring Frodo," the hobit steped up and placed the ring on the circular pedistood in the midle of the council.

Lindale looked at the small band of gold that held so much evil and distruction. It looked to have an aura of black surounding it. looking up all she noticed the rest of the council to have auras of blue the elves had white and the man from the south had a dark blue which puzzeled lindale untill he stood and spoke.

"In a dream," he paused untill he had everyones atention "I saw the eastern sky grow dark. But in the West a pale light lingered. A voice was crying: Your doom is near at hand." He rose now, "Isildur's Bane is found."

"Boromir!" Elrond shouted.

dark clouds apeared through out the sky as gandalf stood.
"Ash nazg durbatulûk, ash nazg gimbatul,ash nazg thrakatulûk agh burzum-ishi krimpatul."

("One Ring to rule them all, One Ring to find them,One Ring to bring them all and in the Darkness bind them.")

Lindale clutched her ears as most of the Elves did, the sound bringing on a terible headach losing all her strength to maintain an elf like apearance a shower of teal sparkels desended apon the nymph revealing her pearl and teal wings to the whole council.

All but Lord Elrond, Gandalf,Legolas and Aragon looked apon lindale like an orc at a wedding.

"We can not weild the ring, none of us can!" she pointed out to the man from the north who was clearly swayed by the rings calls.

"Only the dark lord can control the ring" finished Aragon.

" And what would a beast and a mear ranger no of this matter?

Legolas jumped up " He is no mear ranger he is Aragon son of Arthorn, and Lindale is no beast she is one of the last Nyphms.

Lindale clenched and unclench her fists trying to calm herself, a thought occured to her how did this elf know of her true identity only a handful of people in all middle earth new.

"havo dad legolas" said Aragon

(sit down legolas)

Lindales mind went into over drive and the words arounder fell apon def ears as she despratly tried to get her power undercontrol, not even the rings calls could reach her ears. Gandalfs words snaped her out of her trance.

"I will help you bear this burden, Frodo Baggins, as long as it is yours to bear." he patted the young hobbits head and stood behind him.

"If by my life or death, I can protect you, I will." Aragorn made his way to Frodo and kneeled before him. "You have my sword."

"..and my bow" said Legolas.

"..and my axe!" roared the youngest looking dwarf.

" I give my life and abilitys to you Frodo, I am yours to comand." Lindale bowed down infront of the young hobbit her wings pulled up so the white tips didnt touch the ground.

Borromir looked apon lindale with discust "A woman should be busy cleaning something, you will not survive this journey. beast!

Lindales anger finaly boiled over Borromir saw her eye colour change from a light teal to a very dark almost black teal blue flames danced dangrousely around the center. Just the glare she sent him could make a grown man cry. She turned her head ever so slightly never taking her eyes of Borromir.

"Gandalf" she said

The wizard nodded and with the slightest distrbance in the air Lindale was in the sky she took off like a lightning bolt. Borromir looked around no one else it seems was against the beast going.

He sighed heavily "Very well if this is the will of the council, gondor will see it done.

"A fellowship of ten" said Lord Elrond "you shall be the Fellowship of the Ring"