CHAPTER 7! AN UNPDATE! Sorry for the wait, exams…well, suck.
In case you noticed, all the chapters now have names. They may not fit, because they are the lyrics to the beautiful song, "You Must Love Me" (hence the name). I forgot to mention I don't own that…or anything …but my OC's.
Lily was awakened from her peaceful reverie of sleep by the door slamming open and her father-in-law striding in. Beside her, Boromir sat up with a start, practically growling, "Father…you said this wouldn't happen." Denethor paid no attention whatsoever to his son, he just pulled the covers back, revealing the blood from Boromir's finger. He smiled triumphantly, looking at his blushing son and daughter-in-law.
"It is so much easier when you just follow my instructions, is it not?" He asked cryptically. "Now, my son, you are needed in Osgiliath. I suggest you go as soon as possible." With that, he strode out of the room. Boromir sighed, seemingly embarrassed.
"Sorry about that. He likes to interfere in every part of my life. I had better go." He dressed quickly and left. Now actually alone, Lily blew a puff of air out of her lips and flopped back against the pillow, seething. Denethor was as rude as they come. Even though he was the Steward of Gondor, he was her demanding father-in-law. What right did he have to come and investigate to make sure that their marriage had been consummated? Not that it had, but Boromir's dagger trick had fooled him. Now there was little to do. Surely there were duties for the only Lady in the High Court? Yet, no one had informed her of them. Here she was, practically alone. She didn't love her husband and detested his father. Her own father had practically abandoned her, and her mother was dead. Her only friend was a wife and a mother of two new children. She was married to the son of the leader of one of the most powerful kingdoms in Middle-Earth, but she was on her own.
-Later-
Dinner with one's in-law's is always tense. Especially when one's brother-in-law is present and your father-in-law brings up subjects that should stay in the bedroom.
"Well, Lilith, Boromir, congratulations on you successful marriage. In all aspects." He added. Faramir choked. "I guess I can assume I'll have a grandchild within a year, right Lilith?" She barely glanced at him, glaring.
"If you'll excuse me, Lord Denethor, I think it would be best if I retire now. I'm feeling kind of tired." She smiled stiffly, getting up quickly, striding swiftly out of the room. Once outside, she leaned against the wall, groaning. She had barely been married a day and yet she was about to kill Denethor.
She walked quickly to her room, since she actually was tired. Before she could open the door, Denethor grabbed her arm.
"Since you are going to retire early, Lady Lilith, I'll tell you that since you are married to my son now, you don't need this chamber anymore. I had your things moved to the chamber adjacent to my son's. Sleep well." He returned her stiff smile.
Lily quickly found the chamber, but discovered that there was no bed. She was to sleep every night in the same bed with Boromir. Well, she might as well start now.
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