As a valued member of King Thranduil's high elven council, it was a given that you should be at the fateful meeting in Rivendell, to discuss the fate of this 'One Ring' and how it should be destroyed. You were nominated by Gandalf the Grey himself to lead the newly christened Fellowship of the Ring and was elected by a quick unanimous vote. And so you dutifully led the group on the long journey to Mordor, pursued relentlessly by orcs but always remaining one step ahead. One afternoon, you went to collect firewood with a man, who you found rather fascinating- and handsome- named Boromir. He seemed amicable enough, a brave fellow and a good conversational companion, and you slowly found yourself falling for him. And he secretly saw you as the most attractive person he'd ever met and certainly felt something for you in return.