I don't own LOTR! Thanks for reviewing my story. As I said in the review page, I can't make up names! There are some freaky ones in this chapter! Hehe! If you have any ideas on what can happen next, e-mail me! Imosh13@hotmail.com
The next day came slowly but surely, and Boromir was awake well before dawn, preparing for his day. He spoke none of it to Faramir, but the boy would be busy with schoolwork for a better portion of the day anyway. As for Boromir's schoolwork, he had already completed it, and received permission from his father to journey into the city again. It was near 9 in the morning when he set out from the hall, and arrived early at the Hasunder's doorstep. To his surprise there sat an older lady with a brown cloak wrapped about her shoulders. She held a tin cup in her hand, and inside something warm sat. The woman looked very cold, and appeared to be in failing health. Boromir wondered to himself why she was in the damp outdoors.

"Hello, young fello." The woman said in a high but clear voice. "Are you looking for Lortentia? She is upstairs, I will fetch her, if you wish." and the lady stood, leading Boromir inside. "I am her mother, Luternia Hasunder, but friends call me Loo. Don't ask why!" she laughed and bounded up the stairs. Boromir figured the whole family was full of such energy. In a few minutes Loo descended, but Lorna was nowhere to be seen.

"It will take her just a minute, I'm afraid she was still asleep!" and Loo chuckled, going back outside. Boromir heard rustling upstairs, and sat down on the last step and waited.

It was nearly a quarter of an hour later when Lorna actually arrived on the second to last step, and stopped.

"So sorry I was late, mother forgot to wake me up sooner!" and she grasped Boromir's upper arm and gently pulled him off the step. "Shall we go then?" she asked, and Boromir nodded.

"Good-bye, mother!" Lorna called after she had exited the shop. Loo sat on the porch step sipping what was in her mug, and waved.

Together Boromir and Lorna strolled down the street. Lorna was almost skipping, and a smug smile was stretched across her face. She wore a green dress with a strip of white around the waist, and a white lace collar that adorned her neck. "Where shall we visit?" she asked, turning to Boromir.

"Well, I haven't actually seen most of the city. from the streets, I meant."

"So you wish for a tour? That seems dreadfully boring to me, since I've seen it all, mostly." Lorna replied.

"Where do you suggest then?" Boromir asked. Lorna pondered over the question for some time, then ran partway down the road.

"Come on! I know where we can go! I will show you around on the way!" and Boromir followed her. Indeed she did show him the city, or part of it, anyway. The end of the tour, she announced, was the bank of a small stream.

"This is my favorite place to sit and think." she said, and slipping off her leather boots she placed her feet in the cool running waters. For several minutes they sat and watched the water flow by, until Boromir spoke.

"Have you any brothers or sisters?" Lorna didn't reply for a long while.

"Yes. but my brother, Lentalúr, he fell in battle." she hung her head, and for the first time looked grieved.

"I'm truly sorry, lady, if my question upset you, and he rubbed her arm gently, trying to soothe her. She brought her head up and smiled at him warmly.

"It's fine, really, it was a long time ago." and she stood up, grasping Boromir's hand. "Let's run!" and she took off down the grassy bank, not stopping until she reached a steep drop in the land. Boromir nearly ran past her, but she stopped him just in time.

"What shall we do now?" Lorna asked, gasping for breath. She smiled, anticipating an answer from Boromir. He replied almost immediately:

"Do you care to dance?" the sound of sea gulls filled the air, and the warm breeze wrapped them in a fine mist. They were alone on the bank. Lorna accepted his offer and they stood, dancing slowly to invisible music. Close together they were for a long time, until Lorna heard a loud rumbling in Boromir's stomach.

"Time for a meal, then?" she asked, and she led Boromir back to the city and into a small hut with many kinds of food inside.

"Good afternoon, Lorna! Come for a treat, have you? And who's this?" asked a plump woman with grey hair tied in a bun on top of her head. She had a fleck of flour on the tip of her nose, but Lorna brushed it off.

"Afternoon to you too, Lina! This is Boromir, and we wish for some lunch, if you don't mind!" Lorna smiled and sat down in a high-backed chair at a small round table. Boromir sat opposite her, and the lady served both of them a slice of ham and a boiled potato.

"Hello Boromir, my name is Handalina, but the Hasunder's call me Lina, and so can you! I haven't seen you around, are you new to these parts?" Handalina asked.

"Yes, to these parts." Boromir replied. He had no intention on revealing to a stranger that he was the Steward's son.

"Mysterious one, isn't he?" laughed Lorna, and began to cut up her meat. The meal was good, and Boromir thought he had never tasted better.

"That was incredibly delicious, Lina. You are truly a wonderful cook!" Boromir exclaimed, and rose from the table. Lorna had finished minutes before, and was digging through her pockets for some sort of payment.

"Allow me." Boromir said and handed Lina three gold coins. And then they were off. Down the streets they went, slowly, and holding hands. It was nearly 4 in the afternoon when they stopped wandering and returned to the Hasunder's. Loo was inside at the counter, stitching a cloak.

"There you are! It's been quite a long time! Come! We have a lot of work to do!" Loo said to Lorna. Boromir exited the shop with Lorna at his side.

"Good-bye then." Lorna sadly said to Boromir. He grasped both her hands in his and pulled her close.

"Will it be good-bye for long?" he whispered in her ear.

"Not for long." she whispered back. They smiled, and Boromir kissed her cheek softly. They parted and Boromir headed back towards the Steward's hall, turning back to see Lorna standing on the door step of her house. She smiled softly and waved.