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Chapter 57--Glad Tidings
Syri released Legolas and sat back, laying one hand on her stomach. "A baby," she said softly. "A priceless gift and this time I will do better."
Legolas knew Syri was thinking of Jandra. "She chose her own road and it led her to death for her ambition. You could do nothing about her choices, Syri," he said.
Syri nodded. "I know, but it does not help my grief. I am not sure I should tell Boromir about the baby right now. I do not think he will want me out on the battlefield, but every hand is needed," she said.
"He probably will not. I would prefer you did not as well," Legolas admitted. "A child is a precious gift. Do you wish to risk taking an injury that might kill the baby?"
"I should do something," Syri protested.
"You could stay here with the healers and help. You could keep watch in case the soldiers try to attack us again," Legolas suggested.
Syri sighed and nodded reluctantly. "You are right. I must think of the baby. I will stay here and keep watch over the healers," she agreed.
Legolas noticed Boromir coming towards them with two plates of food. "Here he comes. You should tell him, Syri. I will leave the decision up to you. I will leave you two alone now," Legolas said. He got up and walked off to see where he was needed.
Boromir came up and handed Syri one of the plates and sat down. "Rabbit stew, love," he said.
Syri took a bite. "It is delicious," she said. They ate without speaking and by the time they had finished Syri had made her decision. "Boromir, there is something I need to tell you. I think I should do so while you are sitting down," she said.
"Is anything wrong?" Boromir asked. His brow furrowed with concern.
"No, Legolas just told me something very special and I think you should know," Syri stalled. She was nervous, but she wasn't sure why. Stop stalling. You are a warrior. Spit it out, she scolded herself. "I am pregnant," she said aloud.
Boromir's plate simply dropped out of his hand and he stared at Syri as if she'd grown another head. "What did you say?" he asked.
"I am pregnant, Boromir, a mother-to-be and you are a father-to-be," Syri said.
Boromir's mouth opened, shut, opened then shut again. He looked stunned.
Syri couldn't keep from laughing. "You look more like a fish then I did when Legolas told me," she said.
"How did Legolas know?" Boromir asked, collecting himself.
"He said he sensed it when he was healing me," Syri said.
Boromir stood and pulled Syri to her feet with him. A big grin stretched across his face then suddenly he'd swept her off her feet and was spinning her around. "I am going to be a FATHER!!!" he bellowed. His exuberance drew the eyes of almost everyone.
"Put me down, you silly oaf!" Syri laughed. "You are making me dizzy!"
Boromir set her down, suddenly serious. "Syri…." he began.
Syri laid a finger on his lips. "I know. I am to stay back here as a sentry for the healers. Legolas asked me too," she said. "I understand that I cannot go out on the field. You just make sure you survive because our baby will need you."
"I will survive. I have two very important reasons too," Boromir said. He kissed her then left reluctantly to take his place back among the fighters.
Legolas watched him go with a wicked smile. If only you knew that you actually have three reasons, he thought. He turned his attention back to his tasks.
Elrond came over to help. "You look like someone who has gotten away with something under someone else's nose," he remarked.
"Me? Never, I was just thinking about something," Legolas smirked.
Elrond chuckled. "Do not worry. I will not try to get your secret," he said. "We have no one that is badly wounded. You should go and rest while you can. There will be plenty for you to do when the fighting resumes."
Legolas considered then nodded. "You are right of course. Wake me if I am needed," he said and headed toward his sleeping spot…..
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