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Many moved aside when they saw the Steward's son leading the wife of the Heir to the front of the crowd. The gates had been opened and the front of the column had already filed in, waving and smiling, most with minor wounds. The crowd cheered for their warriors, courageous and proud, and they tossed flowers at their horse's feet. Wyniel smiled over some heads, faltering now and then when the next line didn't show her husband. Faramir noticed is absence as well and squeezed Wyniel's shoulder. When they both were very nervous, Boromir finally rode through, the very last in the column, his fair face gleaming and his chin high. Wyniel shouted in excitement and squeezed (as well as she could) through the front of the crowd to where Boromir was dismounting.
"Boromir!" Wyniel shouted, her smile stretched from ear to ear.
Boromir took her in his arms and held the sides of her stomach as they kissed. The crowd cheered for their Noble Son and his blushing wife.
"You must be tired." Wyniel whispered in his ear. Boromir smiled.
"Of course. But I cannot afford to sleep now, I must go back to Osgiliath shortly."
Wyniel frowned. "Will you take me up, at least?" she pleaded. Boromir kissed her and nodded, hooking her arm around his and leading his horse, and the column of knights, up to the Hall.