On January 15th Lorna didn't have to wait long for Boromir to arrive, being
guided the way by Erian. The sun was high and bright in the sky when
Boromir took Lorna atop the white tower, the Steward's Tower. It was
strangely warm for winter.
"Have you something to tell me?" Boromir asked. His arm was wrapped around Lorna's waist, and both gazed at the plains that stretched far below the city.
"Indeed I do." Lorna turned to face him. She hesitated for a few minutes, then spoke: "Mother intends to send me to Rohan in search of a husband! Don't let me go! Don't let her send me! Please, Boromir, don't let me go!" she buried her face in his strong chest and wept. He ran his fingers through her hair, deep in thought. It was some time before he spoke.
"Lorna, believe me when I say this." he paused. Lorna looked up into his eyes and backed a few feet away from him.
"You sound like you're about to deliver bad news." She looked crushed.
"It may be unfortunate, but I have to say it. I think you should go to Rohan, and meet with your possible suitor." Lorna's lips quivered and her tears began to stream once more. "But if you feel as I do, you'd know that he is no way a possible suitor, for our love will not falter, even over many miles." Boromir tried to comfort her, but she backed away from him even more. "After all, absence makes the heart grow stronger."
Boromir gave it one more try. Lorna only shook her head.
"There is no love! If there was you wouldn't let me go!" Lorna cried, and she turned to look at the city below the tower. "No love." She repeated to herself. Her arms were wrapped tightly around her own waist, but Boromir slid his own from behind her, and held her shaking hands.
"I do love you." He whispered lightly in her ear. She stopped shaking slightly and turned to face Boromir.
"Then why encourage me to go, instead of begging me to stay?" she questioned.
"Because once your mother realizes that you absolutely do not love the man in Rohan, she'll let you come back, and then we can be together!" Boromir stated, smiling warmly. Lorna smiled too, realizing that Boromir had unwillingly given her a plan.
"Or perhaps he won't love me!" Lorna exclaimed, now smiling happily. "I could be as rude and obnoxious as I can, and he will send me back!"
Boromir laughed. "That won't be hard!" he joked. Lorna playfully punched his shoulder and hugged him tight.
The sun began to sink, and they spent two more hours just talking. Boromir prattled about weapons, and the security of the city, and how he was sure he would soon make Captain. Lorna only smiled and nodded, savoring every minute with Boromir until she left for Rohan.
Before long night had set in, and the two where laying on their stomachs with their chin resting in their palms, watching the sun set.
"You won't forget me while I'm away, will you?" Lorna asked. Boromir looked into her deep brown eyes and answered:
"Not if you were away many ages would I ever forget you."
Lorna smiled and blushed slightly. She turned to see him again. They looked at each other, and all was silent. Then Lorna leaned close in towards Boromir's face and kissed his lips. Boromir returned the kiss, and when they parted a shy smile was across both their faces.
"Just in case you do forget me." Lorna said, and she stood.
"Don't leave so soon!" Boromir called and jumped to his own feet. He grasped Lorna's hands in his and kissed her, and there they stood for a long time. Then Boromir held her hand and walked Lorna back to her house. But once they arrived at the doorstep Lorna burst into tears again.
"Will you say farewell to me just before I leave?" she asked between sobs. Boromir pulled her close.
"I had already planned on it." He answered, and they kissed again, and both parted ways.
"Have you something to tell me?" Boromir asked. His arm was wrapped around Lorna's waist, and both gazed at the plains that stretched far below the city.
"Indeed I do." Lorna turned to face him. She hesitated for a few minutes, then spoke: "Mother intends to send me to Rohan in search of a husband! Don't let me go! Don't let her send me! Please, Boromir, don't let me go!" she buried her face in his strong chest and wept. He ran his fingers through her hair, deep in thought. It was some time before he spoke.
"Lorna, believe me when I say this." he paused. Lorna looked up into his eyes and backed a few feet away from him.
"You sound like you're about to deliver bad news." She looked crushed.
"It may be unfortunate, but I have to say it. I think you should go to Rohan, and meet with your possible suitor." Lorna's lips quivered and her tears began to stream once more. "But if you feel as I do, you'd know that he is no way a possible suitor, for our love will not falter, even over many miles." Boromir tried to comfort her, but she backed away from him even more. "After all, absence makes the heart grow stronger."
Boromir gave it one more try. Lorna only shook her head.
"There is no love! If there was you wouldn't let me go!" Lorna cried, and she turned to look at the city below the tower. "No love." She repeated to herself. Her arms were wrapped tightly around her own waist, but Boromir slid his own from behind her, and held her shaking hands.
"I do love you." He whispered lightly in her ear. She stopped shaking slightly and turned to face Boromir.
"Then why encourage me to go, instead of begging me to stay?" she questioned.
"Because once your mother realizes that you absolutely do not love the man in Rohan, she'll let you come back, and then we can be together!" Boromir stated, smiling warmly. Lorna smiled too, realizing that Boromir had unwillingly given her a plan.
"Or perhaps he won't love me!" Lorna exclaimed, now smiling happily. "I could be as rude and obnoxious as I can, and he will send me back!"
Boromir laughed. "That won't be hard!" he joked. Lorna playfully punched his shoulder and hugged him tight.
The sun began to sink, and they spent two more hours just talking. Boromir prattled about weapons, and the security of the city, and how he was sure he would soon make Captain. Lorna only smiled and nodded, savoring every minute with Boromir until she left for Rohan.
Before long night had set in, and the two where laying on their stomachs with their chin resting in their palms, watching the sun set.
"You won't forget me while I'm away, will you?" Lorna asked. Boromir looked into her deep brown eyes and answered:
"Not if you were away many ages would I ever forget you."
Lorna smiled and blushed slightly. She turned to see him again. They looked at each other, and all was silent. Then Lorna leaned close in towards Boromir's face and kissed his lips. Boromir returned the kiss, and when they parted a shy smile was across both their faces.
"Just in case you do forget me." Lorna said, and she stood.
"Don't leave so soon!" Boromir called and jumped to his own feet. He grasped Lorna's hands in his and kissed her, and there they stood for a long time. Then Boromir held her hand and walked Lorna back to her house. But once they arrived at the doorstep Lorna burst into tears again.
"Will you say farewell to me just before I leave?" she asked between sobs. Boromir pulled her close.
"I had already planned on it." He answered, and they kissed again, and both parted ways.
