Flower of Gondor
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Hullo reviewers! Thank you all for reviewing and here is some feedback to the questions/comments you made!
TKF: Thanks for sticking with me! You're my favourite reviewer! Yes, she's not the nicest of mommy's but she cares in a strange and very odd way! I promise to get those updates as often as I can!
Butterflyer: Okay, title of the chapter refers to Theodred being a "threat" to Boromir because I was kind of hoping to insinuate that Boromir was feeling a bit jealous also Theodred's mother wanted him to marry Ciara. Not real threats but more metaphoric ones! Thanks for reviewing!
EFDGamgee: First thing's first! Title {see above reviewer response for full explanation please!}. Secondly; Theodred's mother's name. I feel silly now, I couldn't find her name in the appendix and that is what I am going by and I guess I must have missed it other places but at least I didn't make up a name! Sorry about that big booboo! Thirdly; obviously if I didn't catch her name than I didn't see the part about her dying during childbirth. Silly me for not researching that before I starting writing. I would go back and change the story but then it would change a big part of the plot line and change the story from what I was going on (hope you don't mind the mistake too much! Very sorry about that!) And fourthly; I guess I didn't make it clear that Moriana was back in Gondor in Ciara's room there. She did not go to Rohan with Boromir, Faramir, Ciara, and the guards. My bad at writing that! Moriana is from Gondor, just a regular girl, nothing special. You didn't bug me in the least, I really truly (and I mean it when I say this) appreciate you pointing out these BIG flaws in my story and especially for doing it so courteously! Hope you can overlook the mishaps and enjoy the rest though! By the way, where did you find this information on Theodred and his mother and such? I would like to know! Thanks a bunch!
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The group rode hard into the night and days following until they returned back to Gondor where things were every bit as usual. Denethor welcomed back his favourite son with a royal welcome and barely acknowledged Faramir or Ciara.
"Faramir, are you going to join the guards today my brother?" Boromir asked the morning after they had just returned from their journey.
"Yes, I plan to today." Faramir nodded and headed out the door towards the guard training grounds.
Ciara sat in her room, both Boromir and Faramir were gone training with the guards and she was now left with nothing to do.
Fingulas and Moriana came in and found Ciara still sitting near her window watching the guards train an hour later.
"Oh, good afternoon, lady Ciara, I didn't expect you to be in here." Fingulas was surprised to see Ciara sitting in her room still and nearly dropped the freshly cleaned clothing she was carrying.
"I have nothing else to do. Boromir and Faramir are training and I don't know what else to do." Ciara sighed and turned to see two servants instead of the usual lone Fingulas, "You're new." Ciara looked at Moriana.
"Yes, I was just brought here yesterday. My name is Moriana, milady." Moriana did a clumsy bow and stood nervously in front of Ciara. Moriana had never seen an elf before and was trying to discreetly pick out the real differences for herself, as well as take in the lady's beauty.
"Does this mean Airana is gone?" Ciara stood and stretched from sitting s long.
"Yes, Moriana took her place. Is that okay?" Fingulas placed Ciara's clothing on the bed and began to put them back in the wardrobe, "Did you notice all you new clothing?"
"Yes, I did. I like them all very much." Ciara walked over to the wardrobe and opened the doors to see the dresses and robes for the warmer weather that was promising soon to come.
Moriana stepped aside so Ciara could pass and felt suddenly very out of place standing in this beautiful woman's bedroom holding her ornately designed dresses for her.
"You can put the dresses down, they must be heavy." Ciara smiled at Moriana.
"Oh." Moriana smiled awkwardly and placed them on the bed as well, "I've only been here about a week now. I still haven't quite gotten used to everything yet." Moriana confessed.
"Can you do hair well?" Ciara asked as she sat in front of her dressing table.
"That I can do very well, actually!" Moriana smiled, she had always been proud of the way she did hair, though she could never do anything like what she did to other peoples hair to her own.
"Well then, come here and fix my hair." Ciara waved her over and Moriana happily complied.
Airana was carrying a load of Boromir's clothes back to his room when she heard the sound of laughter flowing from Ciara's room. She immediately stopped by the door and tried to listen to what was going on in the room.
"That is too funny!" Airana heard Ciara's voice ring out from amid the laughter. Airana frowned to herself and wondered secretly if Boromir was in the room. She debated whether she should knock and make up some excuse to go in and see or if she should move on to give Boromir his clothes.
"She what!?" Someone else called out from in the room, a voice Airana didn't recognise. She let her curiosity get the best of her and knocked on the door.
"Come in!" Ciara's voice called from inside excitedly. Airana opened the door and saw three smiling faces at once fall into disappointed frowns. Airana stood unsure of what to say but upset that Fingulas and Moriana were in there laughing and having fun with that elf.
"Is lord Boromir in his room?" Airana asked quickly.
"No, he is practising and he won't be back until later. Why do you ask?" Ciara asked shortly and gave Airana a quick glare. Ciara wasn't afraid to show how much she cared, or didn't care for the maid anymore since she was no longer in charge of her clothes or taking care of her.
"I wanted to make sure I didn't wake him." Airana lied and closed the door before she let Ciara see the look she wanted to return.
"I don't care for her." Ciara sniffed after she left.
"I don't like her either." Moriana agreed.
"She is just upset because we like you and so do Faramir and Boromir. There are rumours that she fancies Boromir." Fingulas whispered to the other two.
"She fancies Boromir?" Ciara turned and gave Fingulas a surprised look.
"Everyone thinks so. It all started after she stopped being his maid, she became unpleasant to be around and always did anything to be by him or take him things and of course the rumours started among the servants. I believe them." Fingulas explained to the faces staring in shock at her.
"I would have never have known!" Moriana exclaimed.
"That is why she doesn't like me!" Ciara came to the realisation.
"That must be why. She has been working here her whole life and he never so much as paid even the slightest bit of attention to her, why would he? She is a servant and he is the son of the steward! He could have any women he wanted! Why would he ever pick a servant?" Fingulas shared with Ciara and Moriana.
"Well, for the record, I don't like her either because she acts like a mother! She hates whenever Boromir-" Ciara was cut off when the man in question opened Ciara's door.
"I didn't knock because I heard you all talking, sorry." Boromir apologised.
"Hello, Boromir." Ciara immediately rose and headed to give Boromir a hug, "Did you have a good day?"
"It was wonderful. Training is going so well. Have you seen Faramir?" Boromir held Ciara in a tight hug and finally released her to ask his question.
"No, I haven't. He must still be training." Ciara shook her head.
"I wonder what level he made?" Boromir asked to no one in particular, "I'm going to bathe and I will escort you to dinner tonight, is that all right?" Boromir asked Ciara with a sweet smile.
"Of course it is my lord." Ciara smiled back and watched him disappear down the hall towards his room.
"I really think he like you as more than just a friend or foster-sister." Moriana observed as Ciara shut the door and turned around with a goofy little smile on her face.
"Really, you think so?" Ciara's smile got bigger than it already was.
"I think so too." Fingulas nodded.
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Boromir entered his room, the shades were drawn, the fire wasn't lit, and none of the candles around the room were lit either. This was odd. Usually the fire was lit and the candles as well whenever he came to his room to prepare for dinner. His usual servants must have not been in the room. A noise in the bathing room broke him out of his questioning. Boromir headed towards the bathing room and was about to open the door when it flew open and nearly hit him in the face, it was Airana.
"Oh! Lord Boromir, you are back! I am so sorry I didn't get to light the candles or the fire! I will get right to it." Airana ran to the fire and immediately started to try and light one but she was having difficulty. She gave up after a few moments and left the room to try and find an already light torch to help her. Boromir groaned in disappointment, he had been happy when he found out she would no longer be his servant and now she was back.
Airana was back in just a few minutes to light the fire and the candles.
"Is that better for you lord Boromir?" Airana turned and faced Boromir.
"Yes." Boromir nodded and headed towards his bathing room.
"Do you need any help?"
"No, I will be fine." Boromir quickly shut his door behind him and let the warm water in his bath take him to a place only he and Ciara could go.
Boromir faced the door as he stripped off his sweat-ridden clothes and felt strangely anxious that Airana might open the door at any moment. Boromir had never taken a quicker shower than that. Boromir stepped out of the still warm water to find that he had forgotten to bring clean clothes in with him.
Boromir cursed under his breath and debated putting on his dirty clothes but decided he would rather not put Ciara through that. He opened the door only a crack and looked for Airana. The fire was going in the fireplace and candles were lit so he could see there seemed to be no sign of Airana. Boromir quietly crept to his wardrobe, his towel wrapped around his waist and dug out some clean clothes. He made it safely back into the bathing room without incident.
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"I don't know if I want anything to happen between Boromir and I though." Ciara sighed as Moriana finished fixing her hair and stood back to admire.
"Why not?!" Moriana asked incredulously.
"Well, I'm his foster-sister now. And if something happens I'm still here and that would be very awkward." Ciara pointed out.
"I don't think that should stop you." Fingulas shook her head.
"All right, all right." Ciara laughed and stood to see the finished product of all her primping and preening.
"Gorgeous." Fingulas smiled and Moriana nodded in agreement.
A knock on the door told Ciara and the others that Boromir was ready.
"Come on in!" Ciara turned and winked at Fingulas and Moriana. The door opened but instead of Boromir it was Airana, again.
"I need to speak to both of you." Airana said in a venomous tone.
Fingulas let out an annoyed sigh and replied, "We are occupied at the moment. You will have to wait until we are finished helping Ciara get ready for dinner." Fingulas had never spoken back to a senior servant but was sick of Airana's attitude towards Ciara.
Airana's eyes narrowed in anger and she slammed the door as she left.
"Fingulas!" Moriana couldn't help but laugh, "I can't believe you just did that!"
"It is about time someone put her in her place. I will hear about it later though, oh well." Fingulas shrugged.
Another knock on the door and Boromir entered, prepared to escort Ciara to dinner.
"Ready, milady?" Boromir smiled.
"Of course." Ciara smiled and followed Boromir out the door though not before giving both Moriana and Fingulas a sympathetic smile for the soon-to- happen confrontation with Airana.
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Hullo reviewers! Thank you all for reviewing and here is some feedback to the questions/comments you made!
TKF: Thanks for sticking with me! You're my favourite reviewer! Yes, she's not the nicest of mommy's but she cares in a strange and very odd way! I promise to get those updates as often as I can!
Butterflyer: Okay, title of the chapter refers to Theodred being a "threat" to Boromir because I was kind of hoping to insinuate that Boromir was feeling a bit jealous also Theodred's mother wanted him to marry Ciara. Not real threats but more metaphoric ones! Thanks for reviewing!
EFDGamgee: First thing's first! Title {see above reviewer response for full explanation please!}. Secondly; Theodred's mother's name. I feel silly now, I couldn't find her name in the appendix and that is what I am going by and I guess I must have missed it other places but at least I didn't make up a name! Sorry about that big booboo! Thirdly; obviously if I didn't catch her name than I didn't see the part about her dying during childbirth. Silly me for not researching that before I starting writing. I would go back and change the story but then it would change a big part of the plot line and change the story from what I was going on (hope you don't mind the mistake too much! Very sorry about that!) And fourthly; I guess I didn't make it clear that Moriana was back in Gondor in Ciara's room there. She did not go to Rohan with Boromir, Faramir, Ciara, and the guards. My bad at writing that! Moriana is from Gondor, just a regular girl, nothing special. You didn't bug me in the least, I really truly (and I mean it when I say this) appreciate you pointing out these BIG flaws in my story and especially for doing it so courteously! Hope you can overlook the mishaps and enjoy the rest though! By the way, where did you find this information on Theodred and his mother and such? I would like to know! Thanks a bunch!
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The group rode hard into the night and days following until they returned back to Gondor where things were every bit as usual. Denethor welcomed back his favourite son with a royal welcome and barely acknowledged Faramir or Ciara.
"Faramir, are you going to join the guards today my brother?" Boromir asked the morning after they had just returned from their journey.
"Yes, I plan to today." Faramir nodded and headed out the door towards the guard training grounds.
Ciara sat in her room, both Boromir and Faramir were gone training with the guards and she was now left with nothing to do.
Fingulas and Moriana came in and found Ciara still sitting near her window watching the guards train an hour later.
"Oh, good afternoon, lady Ciara, I didn't expect you to be in here." Fingulas was surprised to see Ciara sitting in her room still and nearly dropped the freshly cleaned clothing she was carrying.
"I have nothing else to do. Boromir and Faramir are training and I don't know what else to do." Ciara sighed and turned to see two servants instead of the usual lone Fingulas, "You're new." Ciara looked at Moriana.
"Yes, I was just brought here yesterday. My name is Moriana, milady." Moriana did a clumsy bow and stood nervously in front of Ciara. Moriana had never seen an elf before and was trying to discreetly pick out the real differences for herself, as well as take in the lady's beauty.
"Does this mean Airana is gone?" Ciara stood and stretched from sitting s long.
"Yes, Moriana took her place. Is that okay?" Fingulas placed Ciara's clothing on the bed and began to put them back in the wardrobe, "Did you notice all you new clothing?"
"Yes, I did. I like them all very much." Ciara walked over to the wardrobe and opened the doors to see the dresses and robes for the warmer weather that was promising soon to come.
Moriana stepped aside so Ciara could pass and felt suddenly very out of place standing in this beautiful woman's bedroom holding her ornately designed dresses for her.
"You can put the dresses down, they must be heavy." Ciara smiled at Moriana.
"Oh." Moriana smiled awkwardly and placed them on the bed as well, "I've only been here about a week now. I still haven't quite gotten used to everything yet." Moriana confessed.
"Can you do hair well?" Ciara asked as she sat in front of her dressing table.
"That I can do very well, actually!" Moriana smiled, she had always been proud of the way she did hair, though she could never do anything like what she did to other peoples hair to her own.
"Well then, come here and fix my hair." Ciara waved her over and Moriana happily complied.
Airana was carrying a load of Boromir's clothes back to his room when she heard the sound of laughter flowing from Ciara's room. She immediately stopped by the door and tried to listen to what was going on in the room.
"That is too funny!" Airana heard Ciara's voice ring out from amid the laughter. Airana frowned to herself and wondered secretly if Boromir was in the room. She debated whether she should knock and make up some excuse to go in and see or if she should move on to give Boromir his clothes.
"She what!?" Someone else called out from in the room, a voice Airana didn't recognise. She let her curiosity get the best of her and knocked on the door.
"Come in!" Ciara's voice called from inside excitedly. Airana opened the door and saw three smiling faces at once fall into disappointed frowns. Airana stood unsure of what to say but upset that Fingulas and Moriana were in there laughing and having fun with that elf.
"Is lord Boromir in his room?" Airana asked quickly.
"No, he is practising and he won't be back until later. Why do you ask?" Ciara asked shortly and gave Airana a quick glare. Ciara wasn't afraid to show how much she cared, or didn't care for the maid anymore since she was no longer in charge of her clothes or taking care of her.
"I wanted to make sure I didn't wake him." Airana lied and closed the door before she let Ciara see the look she wanted to return.
"I don't care for her." Ciara sniffed after she left.
"I don't like her either." Moriana agreed.
"She is just upset because we like you and so do Faramir and Boromir. There are rumours that she fancies Boromir." Fingulas whispered to the other two.
"She fancies Boromir?" Ciara turned and gave Fingulas a surprised look.
"Everyone thinks so. It all started after she stopped being his maid, she became unpleasant to be around and always did anything to be by him or take him things and of course the rumours started among the servants. I believe them." Fingulas explained to the faces staring in shock at her.
"I would have never have known!" Moriana exclaimed.
"That is why she doesn't like me!" Ciara came to the realisation.
"That must be why. She has been working here her whole life and he never so much as paid even the slightest bit of attention to her, why would he? She is a servant and he is the son of the steward! He could have any women he wanted! Why would he ever pick a servant?" Fingulas shared with Ciara and Moriana.
"Well, for the record, I don't like her either because she acts like a mother! She hates whenever Boromir-" Ciara was cut off when the man in question opened Ciara's door.
"I didn't knock because I heard you all talking, sorry." Boromir apologised.
"Hello, Boromir." Ciara immediately rose and headed to give Boromir a hug, "Did you have a good day?"
"It was wonderful. Training is going so well. Have you seen Faramir?" Boromir held Ciara in a tight hug and finally released her to ask his question.
"No, I haven't. He must still be training." Ciara shook her head.
"I wonder what level he made?" Boromir asked to no one in particular, "I'm going to bathe and I will escort you to dinner tonight, is that all right?" Boromir asked Ciara with a sweet smile.
"Of course it is my lord." Ciara smiled back and watched him disappear down the hall towards his room.
"I really think he like you as more than just a friend or foster-sister." Moriana observed as Ciara shut the door and turned around with a goofy little smile on her face.
"Really, you think so?" Ciara's smile got bigger than it already was.
"I think so too." Fingulas nodded.
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Boromir entered his room, the shades were drawn, the fire wasn't lit, and none of the candles around the room were lit either. This was odd. Usually the fire was lit and the candles as well whenever he came to his room to prepare for dinner. His usual servants must have not been in the room. A noise in the bathing room broke him out of his questioning. Boromir headed towards the bathing room and was about to open the door when it flew open and nearly hit him in the face, it was Airana.
"Oh! Lord Boromir, you are back! I am so sorry I didn't get to light the candles or the fire! I will get right to it." Airana ran to the fire and immediately started to try and light one but she was having difficulty. She gave up after a few moments and left the room to try and find an already light torch to help her. Boromir groaned in disappointment, he had been happy when he found out she would no longer be his servant and now she was back.
Airana was back in just a few minutes to light the fire and the candles.
"Is that better for you lord Boromir?" Airana turned and faced Boromir.
"Yes." Boromir nodded and headed towards his bathing room.
"Do you need any help?"
"No, I will be fine." Boromir quickly shut his door behind him and let the warm water in his bath take him to a place only he and Ciara could go.
Boromir faced the door as he stripped off his sweat-ridden clothes and felt strangely anxious that Airana might open the door at any moment. Boromir had never taken a quicker shower than that. Boromir stepped out of the still warm water to find that he had forgotten to bring clean clothes in with him.
Boromir cursed under his breath and debated putting on his dirty clothes but decided he would rather not put Ciara through that. He opened the door only a crack and looked for Airana. The fire was going in the fireplace and candles were lit so he could see there seemed to be no sign of Airana. Boromir quietly crept to his wardrobe, his towel wrapped around his waist and dug out some clean clothes. He made it safely back into the bathing room without incident.
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"I don't know if I want anything to happen between Boromir and I though." Ciara sighed as Moriana finished fixing her hair and stood back to admire.
"Why not?!" Moriana asked incredulously.
"Well, I'm his foster-sister now. And if something happens I'm still here and that would be very awkward." Ciara pointed out.
"I don't think that should stop you." Fingulas shook her head.
"All right, all right." Ciara laughed and stood to see the finished product of all her primping and preening.
"Gorgeous." Fingulas smiled and Moriana nodded in agreement.
A knock on the door told Ciara and the others that Boromir was ready.
"Come on in!" Ciara turned and winked at Fingulas and Moriana. The door opened but instead of Boromir it was Airana, again.
"I need to speak to both of you." Airana said in a venomous tone.
Fingulas let out an annoyed sigh and replied, "We are occupied at the moment. You will have to wait until we are finished helping Ciara get ready for dinner." Fingulas had never spoken back to a senior servant but was sick of Airana's attitude towards Ciara.
Airana's eyes narrowed in anger and she slammed the door as she left.
"Fingulas!" Moriana couldn't help but laugh, "I can't believe you just did that!"
"It is about time someone put her in her place. I will hear about it later though, oh well." Fingulas shrugged.
Another knock on the door and Boromir entered, prepared to escort Ciara to dinner.
"Ready, milady?" Boromir smiled.
"Of course." Ciara smiled and followed Boromir out the door though not before giving both Moriana and Fingulas a sympathetic smile for the soon-to- happen confrontation with Airana.
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