*Note*

Hey everybody, this is a story that me and my friend Sedona are writing. We each do our own characters POV, I do Anarane aka Ana, and she does Amarie's POV. We are well aware that these are names already done by Tolkien, but, we just thought it would be cool if somebody named their children after them. We do not own anything except our imagination for these characters.

This story will be an 11th walker story, just an FYI.

Feel free to review and leave suggestions.

We edit each others POVS for grammar mistakes that either one of us notice, so if the grammar isn't perfect then it means we overlooked it.

Hope you enjoy!

R&R people!

~ Nali and Sedona

Chapter One

Ana's POV

I sat in my window-seat waiting for Faramir and Boromir to come back from their weekly training. "What could be taking those two so long?" I thought to myself.

They had been gone hours; and it usually didn't take them this long. I had grown up in the house of Denethor the Steward of Gondor, father to Boromir and Faramir.

My mother died when I was 10 years old from an illness, and Denethor had been gracious enough to let me live in his household. Growing up in Denethor's household would have been terrible if it hadn't of been for Faramir and Boromir.

They were my best friends. No, they were my only friends. At a young age I knew I was different from most children, my skin was fairer, my eyes bluer, and my hair darker than most. I also had pointier ears. I never knew my father; Denethor said he abandoned my mother. Mother never talked about him much, all I knew is they had me out of wedlock, and then they separated.

I suddenly heard horses' hoofs beating outside, I looked outside my window and saw the two faces I always loved seeing riding on their horses.

"Hello Ana!" I heard Faramir's cheerful voice ring out calling to me.

"Come on down here! Welcome these poor men from practice, won't you?" Boromir asked, more demanded.

But I didn't mind and said "Hold on! I'll be down in a moment,"

"Hurry up, don't keep us waiting lady!" The men chanted, I had left the window-seat and looked in the mirror. I looked decent. Then I ran down the flights of stairs and then came into the courtyard.

Faramir got off his horse and gave me a kiss on the cheek and said "Sorry to keep you waiting, dear lady. I know you have missed the beautiful faces of these two Stewards sons."

I laughed heartily and said "You are quite right, my lord. I have missed both of your beautiful faces; I have counted the minutes to when I would see you again."

Boromir got off his horse, shaking his head and said "You two will be the death of me,"

"What?" I asked, "You don't like having two younger siblings instead of one?"

Faramir and Boromir grinned. "No," Boromir replied, "It's just I wasn't expecting a 21 and a 26 year old to be this immature."

Faramir and I busted out laughing. "You know brother," Faramir said, "It wasn't I who put glue on Ana's seat last week."

Boromir slightly blushed and said "Fine, I can act immature at times as well."

"More like all the time," I said, "The only times you act sober is around your father, and in battle."

"Please don't mention father to us right now?" Faramir asked, I apologized quickly and mentally scolded myself. Denethor was constantly getting on to and scolding Faramir for "Not being as good a warrior as your brother", when in reality, he was just as good as Boromir.

I considered it my duty to make the brothers laugh, even if it meant being pervy at times. I think everybody expected me to end up marrying Boromir or Faramir, I wouldn't have cared that much if I did marry them, but for now, I didn't love or like them in that way.

To me, they were just my big brothers that I loved with all of my heart. I walked with Boromir and Faramir leading their horses to the stable to un-saddle them when I stopped short.

"Ana… Ana… Where are you? I need you… Ana…"

"What is it?" Boromir asked in alarm,

"It's…" I stuttered,

"Out with it!" Faramir commanded,

"It's the voice." I replied, "I hear her voice in my head almost constantly now. I don't know if I should see a doctor or not."

"I don't know what to tell you…" Boromir said.

There was a small pause then Faramir said "I know your crazy, you hang with us too much."

I giggled and said "I know, I was normal till I met you. Wait, who am I joking, I've never been normal."

The boys laughed and then a guard came in, saluted and said "Lady Ana, Lord Boromir, you are wanted by Lord Denethor, Steward of Gondor. Your presence is required immediately."

"We'll be there in a few moments." Boromir replied soberly.

"What do you think old grouchy pants wants with us? Mainly me, he never asks for me!"

Faramir laughed and said "That's dad alright."

Boromir shook his head and said "I agree with both of you, but we shouldn't call him that. I don't know, it's strange that he summons you and me, but not Faramir."

"Most likely it's him asking you if you are engaged." Faramir said.

"I hope not," I replied,

I got stares from both brothers and Boromir asked "Are you saying that you wouldn't want to be my wife?"

I felt bad and felt my cheeks go hot. "No," I replied, "I'm just not ready to commit to anybody. I only just turned 21 this spring after all."It was true, my birthday was in April, it was October now.

When Boromir and I went to see his father, Denethor said "Ana, wait outside. Come in ten moments."

I nodded and closed the door, but eavesdropped on what they were saying.

This is what I heard "Boromir, you have been summoned to the council of Elrond. It is most likely about the rumor of the Ring of power found, Boromir, we need that Ring. Try to get it no matter what it takes, even if it means you have to stay with it to get it."

I heard Boromir's voice say "Yes father."

Then Denethor said "Come in now, Ana."

I opened the door and Denethor shot me a disapproving glance and asked "You weren't eavesdropping, were you?"

I blushed but quickly replied "No my Lord."

He didn't seem fully satisfied, but said "I'm sure you heard that Boromir is going to Rivendell for a council, I want you to go with him. Elrond said that Thranduil, the king of Mirkwood wanted to see you. Whatever about it must be up to no good. Be careful around those Elves, they are deceitful as your mother found out."

"What do you mean by that?" I asked, not understanding.

"Never mind, but pack your things at once. You must be off within the hour."