Hi everybody! My first LOTR story EVER!! Plus, I got the special extended DVD edition of Lord of the Rings the Two Towers! :) Enjoy and review!
Disclaimer: LOTR belongs to PJ and JRRT. All I own is my precious muffin and the DVD
Mieras flew down the stairs when she heard Boromirs horn echo through the palace. Flying past guards and soldiers, she found Faramir on a second floor balcony. He stood with his hands locked behind him, staring out over the people packed city. Going to stand beside him, she noticed Boromir standing upon a building, yelling and holding a flag. He was back! Her heart soared up to her throat and stayed their while she tried to force it back down. Faramir turned to go and she swirled into step behind him, her dress and cloak following her. Faramirs' back blocked out most of the view, save for the direct sides, as they made their way through the streets. When they finally made it to the center square, Boromir had climbed down and seen them. Striding over to them, he clasped Faramir in a brotherly hug. As they parted, he spotted her and swung her off the ground.
"Mieras! Escaped from Father's clutches, did you?" Boromir asked, setting her down.
"Well, not escaped as much as walked out," she smiled, looking at her brothers standing on either side of her.
She was the baby, the youngest and only daughter of the steward of Gondor. While she was merely 16, Boromir was 27 and Faramir was 21. They had protected her her whole life, though Faramir did more that Boromir. Maybe because he didn't remember Mother well. She had died giving birth to her. Besides, Boromir was closer to their Father. Speak of the Devil, he chose that moment of sibling bonding to come and nag.
"Boromir! Well done! You kept our city from Saurons clutches once more!" he said, clapping one hand on his shoulder.
"Thank you Father, but Faramir helped too," Boromir protested.
"Yes, he did. By letting Evil into our city," Father grumbled.
"Father, Faramir had less than 100 men backing him! It's a lucky thing they did not get farther, for without his direction, none of us would be here," Mieras said, narrowing her eyes. Father never gave Faramir ANY credit.
"What are you doing out of the palace?!?! I specificlly told you not to leave!" he yelled while motioning for one of his guards to come forward.
"Goodbye Boromir, Faramir," she said, giving them each a hug before turning away to follow her fathers guard. The guard, who she had come to know rather well because of her out-of-palace expeditions, quickly led her back to the palace and to her chambers. Mieras quickly changed out of her now muddy dress and into a thick, simple green dress. After pacing the room for a few minutes, she headed to the library for the afternoon. When she emerged at supper time, she was covered in fine dust and had several paper cuts on her index finger, but she was grinning. For the first time in nearly three months, she would eat with both her brothers. She made her way to the dining hall after shaking the dust off and pushed the heavy wooden door open. Inside stood Faramir.
"Odd. Why is there no food ready?" she said, shutting the door behind her, "And where is Boromir? Getting ready for supper?"
"He left for Rivendell. Go pack your things, Mieras. I'm getting you out of the city. Now," Faramir said, turning around slowly.
Oookkkkkkkkaaaaaaaayyyyyy....... GO REVIEW!!!
Disclaimer: LOTR belongs to PJ and JRRT. All I own is my precious muffin and the DVD
Mieras flew down the stairs when she heard Boromirs horn echo through the palace. Flying past guards and soldiers, she found Faramir on a second floor balcony. He stood with his hands locked behind him, staring out over the people packed city. Going to stand beside him, she noticed Boromir standing upon a building, yelling and holding a flag. He was back! Her heart soared up to her throat and stayed their while she tried to force it back down. Faramir turned to go and she swirled into step behind him, her dress and cloak following her. Faramirs' back blocked out most of the view, save for the direct sides, as they made their way through the streets. When they finally made it to the center square, Boromir had climbed down and seen them. Striding over to them, he clasped Faramir in a brotherly hug. As they parted, he spotted her and swung her off the ground.
"Mieras! Escaped from Father's clutches, did you?" Boromir asked, setting her down.
"Well, not escaped as much as walked out," she smiled, looking at her brothers standing on either side of her.
She was the baby, the youngest and only daughter of the steward of Gondor. While she was merely 16, Boromir was 27 and Faramir was 21. They had protected her her whole life, though Faramir did more that Boromir. Maybe because he didn't remember Mother well. She had died giving birth to her. Besides, Boromir was closer to their Father. Speak of the Devil, he chose that moment of sibling bonding to come and nag.
"Boromir! Well done! You kept our city from Saurons clutches once more!" he said, clapping one hand on his shoulder.
"Thank you Father, but Faramir helped too," Boromir protested.
"Yes, he did. By letting Evil into our city," Father grumbled.
"Father, Faramir had less than 100 men backing him! It's a lucky thing they did not get farther, for without his direction, none of us would be here," Mieras said, narrowing her eyes. Father never gave Faramir ANY credit.
"What are you doing out of the palace?!?! I specificlly told you not to leave!" he yelled while motioning for one of his guards to come forward.
"Goodbye Boromir, Faramir," she said, giving them each a hug before turning away to follow her fathers guard. The guard, who she had come to know rather well because of her out-of-palace expeditions, quickly led her back to the palace and to her chambers. Mieras quickly changed out of her now muddy dress and into a thick, simple green dress. After pacing the room for a few minutes, she headed to the library for the afternoon. When she emerged at supper time, she was covered in fine dust and had several paper cuts on her index finger, but she was grinning. For the first time in nearly three months, she would eat with both her brothers. She made her way to the dining hall after shaking the dust off and pushed the heavy wooden door open. Inside stood Faramir.
"Odd. Why is there no food ready?" she said, shutting the door behind her, "And where is Boromir? Getting ready for supper?"
"He left for Rivendell. Go pack your things, Mieras. I'm getting you out of the city. Now," Faramir said, turning around slowly.
Oookkkkkkkkaaaaaaaayyyyyy....... GO REVIEW!!!