All right--now we find out Syri's answer!! As for Syri's past experiences she has come to terms with it….Daemon--I tried to e-mail you, but it wouldn't go through, please contact me again!!! Legolaslovr--Jerrin is in Chapter 2 and 5.…

Chapter 28--Proposals And Confessions

Syri just stared at Boromir for several minutes in shock. This was the last thing she'd expected. "Do you know what you are getting? I am no court lady. I ride and wield steel better then some men and I have no courtly graces at all," she warned.

"I do not care, I love you for the strong and beautiful woman you are and I do not want a fluffy, flutter-brained noblewoman," Boromir said firmly.

"I throw things and swear when I am angry," Syri warned.

"I swear too and I am very good at dodging and ducking," Boromir grinned. "It will keep me alert and battle ready."

"I will not sit meekly at home and cook and clean and have babies. I am a warrior," Syri retorted. "In fact I do not even know how to cook."

"I would never ask or expect you too," Boromir said softly. "And I know how to cook."

Syri looked into her lover's beautiful green eyes and saw nothing but sincerity in them. It was then she made her decision. "I will marry you, Boromir," she said.

Boromir let out a whoop and leaped to his feet then hugged her fiercely. He kissed her then slid the ring onto her finger. "Thank you, my love. You have made me the happiest man around today," he said. "I love you."

"I love you too," Syri whispered.

**Meanwhile**

After dinner with his father and brother Legolas knew he could no longer put off what he had to do. Steeling himself, he went to find Aragorn. He went to his room and knocked.

"Come in!" Aragorn shouted.

Legolas took a deep breath and walked into the room and closed the door behind him. "I need to speak with you," he said.

"Welcome home, I am glad you are safe," Aragorn said. "And speak away, my friend."

I bet you will not be so glad in a moment and you will not be calling me friend either, Legolas thought miserably.

"Sit down, Legolas," Aragorn said. He filled two goblets of wine and handed one to Legolas after he sat down. He wondered why the Elf seemed so nervous. "All right, tell me what you want to say, I am listening."

Legolas took a drink from his goblet as he gathered his nerve. Finally he began to talk, he told Aragorn everything that had happened starting with waking up at Arathorn's castle. He came to the part he dreaded and paused to drain his goblet. "Now is the part I fear telling you, Aragorn, I was dying from grief, I could feel it, fading inside those cold, stone walls. I waited for Arathorn to return to his chamber and led him to believe I would come to him willingly then I--" Legolas hesitated and swallowed hard. "--Then I stabbed him. I killed him, Aragorn, your father is dead, I am sorry."

Aragorn just stared at Legolas for a long moment then stood and walked over to the window with his back to Legolas without speaking for a long moment. "Leave me, Legolas," he said.

"Aragorn, I--" Legolas began.

"I said leave, damn it!!!" Aragorn yelled.

Tears stung Legolas' eyes, but his pride held them back. He set down the goblet and left, closing the door. I was right, I have lost my best friend, he thought. He walked back to his room. He needed to be alone for a while.

Aragorn stood staring out the window, unable to believe his father was dead at the hands of someone he considered a friend. He wondered if he would ever wish to speak to Legolas again after what he had done. He didn't know….

So is their friendship over? I hope you all liked it…R/R please!!! Thank you to all my reviewers and silent readers I know you're there!