OK, here's my "how we met" story. My father, Edothor, is one of Denathor's lieutenants, and there was a problem for which Denathor, Faramir and my father needed assistance. Boromir had gone to the arsenal at Henneth Annun, and they needed him to come back to Minas Tirith to assist with the difficulty. My father asked me to find Boromir, and I set out on my horse, Fairflight, to Henneth Annun. It was almost dusk, and I looked forward to seeing the falls at the time of sunset. I left the horse at the bottom of the stone steps and climbed up to the landing. The sight was breathtaking, the dark outline of the strong, rugged man that I sought against the glorious colors of the falls at sunset. I knew what my father desired, but I became suddenly shy in the presence of the young Lord of Gondor. I must have made a sound because he turned his head. When he realized who I was, he extended his hand to me to draw me into his circle of revelry. "I had completed my mission here a short while ago, but I had to stay to see the beauty of this sight." "It is a marvelous vision," I agreed. He turned to face me, a half turn which still allowed the power of the falls to reflect in his intense green eyes. "My father spoke to me of you," he began. "He would have me marry and settle down soon, and he believes that you would be a suitable match. But I have no desire to force my attentions on anyone without their consent." "M'Lord, I can assure you that you would have my consent! I must confess that I have desired an encounter with you such as this. Having admired you for a long time, I often wondered if this admiration could turn to more once we had gotten to know each other better." "Then we shall return to Minas Tirith. Would you honor me by dining with me tonight?" "That may need to wait, M'L... Boromir. I was sent to bring you back for a consultation on a difficult matter with your father." "Then let us go. I will come to you at the end of the meeting." We walked back down the stone stairs to our horses and rode back to the White City. We had been courting for several months. At dinner one evening, Boromir became very serious. He seemed preoccupied by some grave matters. "I had a very disturbing dream last night. It makes me think that the evil is coming sooner than we believed." He told me about his dream, and it indeed was disturbing. He said, "I have discussed this with my father and Faramir, and it is imperative that someone travel to Rivendell to a meeting of Lord Elrond's council. Faramir wishes to make this journey, but I cannot allow that. At the death of my father, I will be made Steward of Gondor. It is my responsibility to make this journey myself." "When must you leave?" I said, visibly upset. "It will not be for some time," he said, reaching for my hand. "There are some things here that I need to put right. That brings me to my next preoccupation," he said. He stood up and drew me to him. "We've spoken often of our feelings for each other. I cannot delay any longer, neither for what future lies before us nor for the yearnings of my own heart. I love you almost beyond reason, and I want you to become my wife." The thought that he would eventually be leaving for quite some time was almost more than I could bear. I had begun to cry at that thought – thinking even that perhaps I could persuade him to take me along. Then the full impact of what he had just said hit me, and without even thinking I threw myself into his arms and said, over and over again, "Yes!" Our kiss was most passionate. After several moments we just held each other. Boromir whispered in my ear, "I think it's time we tell our families our wonderful news." Our song will be the simple ballad "I Will" (by the Beatles - yes there will be some time-travel here! lol) Lyrics: Who knows how long I've loved you You know I love you still Will I wait a lonely life time If you want me to I will For if I ever saw you I didn't catch your name But it never really mattered I will always feel the same Love you forever and forever Love you with all my heart Love you whenever we're together Love you when we're apart And when at last I find you Your song will fill the air Sing it loud so I can hear you Make it easy to be near you For the things you do endear you to me And you know I will I will The song that Boromir and I will dance to is (remember, we're doing some time travel here) . . . Silent Lucidity by Queensryche Hush now don't you cry Wipe away the teardrop from your eye You're lying there safe in bed It was all a bad dream spinning in your head Your mind tricked you to feel the pain Of someone close to you leaving the game of life So here it is, another chance Wide awake you face the day Your dream is over … or has it just begun? There's a place I like to hide A doorway that I run to in the night Relax child, you were there But only didn't realize it and you were scared It's a place where you will learn To face your fears, retrace the years And ride the whims of your mind Commanding in another world Suddenly, you hear and see This magic new dimension I will be watching over you I am gonna help to see it through I will protect you in the night I am smiling next to you … in silent lucidity If you open your mind for me You won't rely on open eyes to see The walls you built within Come tumbling down, and a new world will begin Living twice at once you learn You're safe from pain in the dream domain A soul set free to fly A round trip journey in your head Master of illusion, can you realize Your dream's alive, you can be the guild but … I will be watching over you I am gonna help you see it through I will protect you in the night I am smiling next to you … (in silent lucidity). Beautiful song, sad and poignant. (Remember, I know he's going away soon after we're married!) :-( (I have the wav if you need it!) (The story continues…) I've been trying to keep Boromir's mind from his worries about his trip. It's very difficult with one who is such a public figure - he is very concerned about the well-being of the people. I have some serious concerns for my future father-in-law Denethor. I'm not so sure about his mental stability, but I dare not say that publicly for fear of my life. However, Boromir doesn't seem to see the problem, although I've overheard him talking with Faramir, and my poor future brother-in-law is very concerned about Denathor’s state of mind. He said he's afraid of what new decree will be handed down that will seem unreasonable to the people but must be carried out by the soldiers. . . . However, I think I've persuaded Boromir to join me for picnic on the shores of the Anduin. If we can stay out of sight of the smoke rising from Mordor we should be able to have a quiet time together. Perhaps I can persuade him to relax and get some sleep. Although I've tried to pretend to sleep at night, I know he awakes in the middle of the night and paces for at least an hour. He tries not to disturb me, so I've begun not to let on I'm awake. I've found some lovely maroon fabric, and I've started making him a tunic - I must find some golden thread to work some embroidery into the fabric. Perhaps he will wear it on his journey and take a small piece of me with him to Rivendell . . . (BABY INFO) I am quite disturbed by something. My body is betraying me in this time of uncertainty. The wedding is approaching in two more moons. My love, Boromir, is spending most of his days in meetings with his father and Faramir (and all of his nights with me - ;-D ), and he is getting very anxious to be on his way to Rivendell. However, I have an uncertainty as of yet. My monthly time was due last fortnight and has not occurred even today. What if I am with child? I will be glad of this because I will then have a piece of Boromir here with me while he is away. But I dare not share this news with him yet. I need to be sure first. I know it will please him, for we have often spoken of our future children and our concern for their future. I am worried that it will take his mind away from Gondor's present concerns and the threat that is at our borders from across the evil mountains surrounding Mordor. I cannot take his mind off the fate of the people of Gondor, indeed of all of Middle Earth. I shall keep my own counsel for now. I will not let him know until I am unable to hide it any longer. (If I am with child, this would dash any glimmer of hope I may have had of traveling with him to Rivendell – he would never have me travel in such a delicate condition.) I've been working on my wedding gown - it's confirmed that I need to make sure it's fairly loose around the waist. By the time of the nuptuals, I will be approximately three moons with child. Boromir will be on his journey to Rivendell soon after the ceremony. I am so torn as to whether I should let Boromir know about the impending event. It will change all of his plans so much, and since his decisions could be hinged on the fate of Middle Earth, my own dilemma is trivial in comparison. Boromir's father, Denathor, is becoming more and more erratic in his dealing with his subjects. He is beginning to pass laws that make no sense at all, and poor Boromir and Faramir need to carry them out at his whim. It seems that if some poor subject looks cross-eyed at the White Tower, they are subject to immediate death. Boromir has left our chamber before my arising in recent days, so he has not noticed that I have not been very well in the mornings. The sickness passes by mid-morning, so I think I can keep my secret for awhile longer............. I had the esteemed honor of meeting Lord Elrond at a meal at the great hall to which I had been invited. He has noted the irrational behavior of the Steward and has met secretly with both Boromir and Faramir. He has looked at me with wise eyes, and I think he may know my secret. (The story continues…) I dare not mention the name of Aragorn here. Denethor would look upon it as treason against his authority to talk about a King when he is the one who now wields power. This is one of Lord Elrond's concerns. I have heard this from Faramir in brief conversations we have had. Boromir would be angry if he knew how much I knew about the situation at court. I do dislike keeping secrets from him, but I truly believe that the greater good will be to Middle Earth if he follows his current path, even if it means our being separated for a time. I have not had the opportunity to travel far past the borders of Gondor. (My father did take me to Rohan once on a diplomatic mission, but we did not stay long.) I had met the young princess Eowyn, and have sent word asking for her to come to the nuptuals.

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