Chapter 15: Dance
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Boromir stared. It couldn't be true….
"You…you what?" he stuttered, placing a hand on her cheek. She sighed unhappily, leaning into it. Boromir realized in her ashamed stance that it was indeed true, that she did hold a child. It was his blood….
"Oh Kit," he murmured, kissing her softly. "This is wonderful! I have an heir to the Stewardship! Yet I cannot help but feeling guilt as well. I think that we should have been married before this happened…." He took her by the hand as he stood, pulling her gently to his side, and began the walk to the lake. The water lapped calmly at the sandy shores, creating a peace in their strained minds. They lay in on the white stretch, curled up against one another, unaware that they had a watcher…
Frodo was watching the stars on the eastern bank, to the left of the two lovers. The jealousy came to him again, filling him up inside until he thought his heart would be burned to ashes. In an act of sheer defiance, he began to sing:
But I fear,
I have nothing to give,
I have nothing to lose here in this lonely place,
Tangled up in our embrace.
There's nothing I'd like better than to fall…
His high tenor echoed in the night, over the crickets and the waves at his feet. Kit had heard him and her lover as well. The couple both lifted their heads and looked, each with different expressions; Kit with amusement dancing in her eyes, Boromir with a look of sheer contempt. Under normal circumstances, the hobbit would have blushed and slowly walked away, but sheer determination to finally fulfill his love for her drove him onwards. He stood, digging his nails into his palms until they drew blood, and strode confidently forward.
Fear was beginning to rise…
His heart was pounding as he reached his love's side, but a flicker of a blaze was burning in his heart and he hesitantly took Kit's hand and pulled her to her feet. He looked up, afraid, only to meet a warm and comforting gaze. His heart melted instantly as a small laugh erupted from the elf before him and as she gently embraced him to her hips.
He was dissolving into her, pressing himself tightly into her warmth; for a few more moments, they stood that way until she was taking him by the hands and leading him in a dance. It was light and gay and he felt like he was soaring, even as the weight of the Ring grew every day. He noticed nothing….
That is until they were pulled apart….