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Their marriage was blissful, and the young couple matured in their own time into a respectable unit; Boromir tall and noble, Wyniel fair and gentle. While Boromir was busy with his military duties, Wyniel spent her time with Faramir, studying history and occasionally joining in his archery practice. They became fast friends, almost joined at the hip, always joking and playing around the hall in Faramir's time off. Their mutual love for lore gave them unending topics for discussion. They were even more intrigued when a wizard, Mithrandir, visited the White City.
"Mithrandir, tell us of the Halflings, please!" Wyniel pleaded. It was a topic that both loved to hear about, and the way Mithrandir talked, nobody could resist. Well, almost nobody.
"Wyniel, all I'm asking is a little more time for me!" Boromir was trying to stay calm.
"Mithrandir is only here for a time, he knows so much!"
"Mithrandir, Mithrandir, that wizard." the word seemed a curse to Boromir's tongue. "I am your husband!"
It was their first real fight, and Wyniel was overcome with grief. With tears streaming down her face, Wyniel collapsed onto a couch.
"Stop shouting!"
Boromir was red in the face, at first angry, then embarrassed. He was frozen for a minute, then knelt next to his wife, who partially hid her face with her hand.
"I'm sorry." he pulled her hand away and held it in his. "But I hardly see you anymore. With so much responsibility, it's hard to get home, not to mention find you."
She smiled meekly and wiped her nose. Boromir continued.
"There is…talk in the city." he seemed grieved. "They say that our marriage is failing."
This was news to Wyniel. But then again, the only person who lived outside the Steward's Hall that she talked to was Winmund, and he wasn't much for gossip. "What? Why would they say that?"
The strain of such a discussion showed in Boromir's face. "Because, we…we have not produced an heir." he exhaled loudly, relieved that it was finally in the open, but still nervous to hear his wife's reaction. She was silent, in shock, for several seconds, then looked up suddenly. She was at a loss for words. Boromir continued.
"We have been married for over seven years." he moved closer and stared deep into her eyes. She sniffled and considered his words.
"Well, it's not like we haven't been trying, but we haven't really been trying." she admitted. Wyniel smiled and wrapped her arms around her husband. "I want you around more when we have a child."
"Absolutely."