Disclaimer: I hold no claim to Lord of the Rings…Rachel, Mordil, Mornie, Holly, and any other character that's only mentioned in this fic are mine. These original characters or any other characters of mine can be used for other fics if I'm asked before hand…thank you very much!

Time: Seduction of Victim #1

A/N: Wow, a real disclaimer o.o…How cruel and usual of me >D riguhl_ra@yahoo.com in case you need to contact me for some reason or other *shrug*


Boromir lost sight of his guide bird and stood in a garden path with archways of stone and vine. Gasping for breath he dropped his arms to his sides in exhasperation. Now he would never know what the bird had been leading him to!
Hearing a very faint tweet from the far left, Boromir snapped his head in its direction. He walked to it and heard it again, far to the right. Playing a game of "catch me if you can," the man walked from vine to vine, pillar to pillar, listening for the slightest of sounds.
Suddenly, the song bird revealed its hiding place and flew around the corner of a pillar, Boromir ran after it and found himself in a small, hidden courtyard. He stopped dead in his tracks as the bird flew to someone's outstretched fingers. Following the fingers to the hand, to the arm and graceful shoulder, he saw the oh-so-familiar folds of blonde hair.
Walking forward briskly, but not without a glint of shock in his eyes, Boromir sat beside Holly and held her hand in his as his messenger flew away toward some distant outcrop in the stone walls of Gondor.
"So this is where fate has led me?" he joked, smiling at her eyes. Holly nodded slyly and grasped his hand.
Boromir gave her an inquiring glance and she smiled, reaching her hand to his jaw and pulling him in for an affectionate kiss. Surprised as he was, Boromir snickered and deepened their embrace. He liked this.
Holly laughed to herself. This seduction thing was really working! For once, Rachel's plan HADN'T gone under…
Boromir looked at his soon-to-be wife and ran a loving hand down her sleeve, feeling the crimson velvet ripple under his touch. Holly ran a hand through his hair and they both felt shivers go down their backs.
Holly, determined to leave him hanging, stood and walked out of the courtyard, swinging her hips slightly. Boromir, shocked for the worse, sat and watched her leave. As she turn the corner, she looked at him and winked.
"What a woman!" Boromir whispered, watching the last bit of red cloth disappear behind the pillars.


A/N: Whee! Short…o.o