Aww…Elrond compares Frodo to the great elf-friends of old. How sweet.
BUT WAIT. It’s Sam, bursting forth to volunteer to accompany Frodo. He can’t go alone!
Elrond is okay with this, and Sam is embarrassed. End of chapter!
-Hador: Chieftan of men in the First Age. Noted elf-friend.
-Húrin: Grandson of Hador, and another noted elf-friend. One of the better-known side stories in Tolkien’s legendarium, The Children of Húrin, concerns him, and his son…
-Túrin: Húrin’s tragic son, and yet another noted elf-friend.
He was the father of Eärendil. No, no he wasn’t.
So, Elrond compares Frodo to all these dudes, which is quite the compliment. Frodo’s hardly done half the things that these men accomplished, and simply volunteering to bear the ring apparently elevates his deeds to these heights.
On another note, Sam’s entrance into the council is sudden, and somewhat funny. However, how did he actually know about the meeting? It was made in secret, and I would think that Elrond and the elves would be pretty good at keeping secrets. Who leaked?
I’m afraid there’s not much else to bring up, with this being the end of the chapter. From here on, things will move faster again. I do like the traveling times better than the talking times, although the amount of information we learned about Middle-earth is unfathomably interesting. Well, to me at least.
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Onwards tomorrow! Ride out and meet them!
“‘A nice pickle we have landed ourselves in, Mr. Frodo!’ he said, shaking his head.”