The Fellowship of the Ring (Frodo x Reader)

Chapter 10: The Council of All

The following morning, Lord Elrond held a secret council meeting with many. Company included Gandalf and Frodo along with a congregation of Men, Elves and Dwarves. Everyone sat in a semi-circle around a stone pedestal. Unknown to the council however 4 hobbits stood in shadows to over hear the tidings to come.

"Strangers from distant lands, friends of old. You have been summoned here to answer the threat of Mordor." Lord Elrond began, "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." Elrond pauses to gesture to the pedestal," Bring forth the Ring, Frodo."

From their hiding spot behind two bushes, Y/n stiffened slightly and Sam shifted slightly as they watched Frodo rise and lay the Ring on the pedestal.

"So it is true..." Boromir, a man of Gondor, whispered.

Frodo returned to his seat beside Gandalf but still held his gaze on the Ring. He seemed relieved but still unsure of what is to come. The members of the Council stare at the Ring, mesmerised by its appearance.

"In a dream," Boromir began, "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.' Isildur's Bane is found."

As Boromir spoke, he approached the Ring on the pedestal and slowly reached out towards it . Gandalf and Elrond exchange concerned looks as Boromir's fingers hover just above the Ring.

"Boromir!" Lord Elrond warned.

Gandalf abruptly stands and begins to chant in Black Speech. Thunder crackles as the sky darkens. The Council stare around them in fear and confusion. Y/n and Sam shrink further down behind the bushes to look as small as possible to hide away from the approaching darkness.

"Ash nazg durbatulûk, ash nazg gimbatul,
ash nazg thrakatulûk agh burzum-ishi krimpatul." Gandalf boomed over the Council
(Translation: One Ring to rule them all, One Ring to find them, One Ring to bring them all and in the Darkness bind them.)

Gandalf ceases speaking and the dark sky and thunder die away. People reposition themselves in their seats, horrified, Boromir amongst them.

"Never before has any voice uttered the words of that tongue here in Imladris!" Elrond said sharply, finally breaking the silence around the council.

"I do not ask your pardon, Master Elrond, for the Black Speech of Mordor may yet be heard in every corner of the West! The Ring is altogether evil!" Gandalf spoke tiredly with a rasp in his voice.

"It is a gift. A gift to the foes of Mordor," Boromir paused, "Why not use this Ring? Long has my father, the Steward of Gondor, kept the forces of Mordor at bay. By the blood of our people are your lands kept safe! Give Gondor the weapon of the enemy. Let us use it against him!"

"You cannot wield it! None of us can. The One Ring answers to Sauron alone. It has no other master." Aragorn pointed out.

"And what would a ranger know of this matter?" Boromir questioned smugly.

Y/n could tell right away that she was not going to like the man named Boromir.

"This is no mere ranger. He is Aragorn, son of Arathorn. You owe him your allegiance." An elf named Legolas Greenleaf defended Aragorn.

"Aragorn? This... is Isildur's heir?" Boromir whispered.

"And heir to the throne of Gondor." Legolas announced.

"Havo dad, Legolas." Aragorn waved his hand at Legolas.
(Translation: Sit down, Legolas.)

"Gondor has no king. Gondor needs no king." Boromir growled returning to his seat.