Kyra waited outside that night waiting for Boromir. She was really starting to like him. Kyra had been waiting to see Boromir ever since that first day she saw him. Her mother did not want her associating to the son of the steward. She did not want Kyra to get herself into trouble.

"Kyra", she heard.

"Boromir."

She smiled as she saw Boromir walking toward her. Kyra smiled as she held a flower in her hand.

"This is for you", she said smiling.

Boromir smiled as she handed him a violet flower. He was really starting to like Kyra. She was so innocent in the ways of the Citadel. She had no idea she was putting herself at risk by interacting with him. Kyra pinned the flower to his shirt with a smile.

"Thank you."

She wrapped her arm around his as they walked down the road.

"I hope I didn't cause any trouble for you today", Kyra said.

"No, not at all", Boromir said. "My father was none the wiser."

"Oh, that takes a good weight off my shoulders", she said. "My mother suspects nothing either."

"Did she question you this morning?" he asked. "My father questioned me this morning when I fell asleep."

"Yes, I was questioned. My mother did not suspect any wrongdoings."

Boromir sighed relieved as they continued to walk through the city. He led her to the lower levels into the stables. He wanted to take her for a ride around the Pelenor Fields. Kyra looked around looking at the horses looking frightened. Boromir looked at her noticing something was wrong.

"Kyra, are you alright?" he asked.

Kyra looked down speaking in a quiet voice.

"I cannot hear you", Boromir said. "You need to speak up."

"I do not like horses", she said speaking up.

"You don't? Is there a reason."

"My father was killed by a horse. He was a soldier who served under Lord Denethor. He was on his horse under orders to go to Osgiliath and serve as the head watch of Osgiliath. He rode through the Pelenor fields until his horse was spooked by something. My father lost control and fell, breaking his neck. After my father died, I never wanted to be around another horse again."

Boromir looked at her understandingly. He could see how something like that could put fear in someone. He stepped closer to her and wrapped his arms around her in a hug. Kyra froze unable to move. Her arms, as if having a mind of their own, wrapped around Boromir returning the hug.

"I'll be here with you", Boromir said. "I won't let you fall. I won't let you get hurt."