Author's note:

For my last birthday, my best friend Val (a big LotR fan, like me) gave me a bracelet. He really surprised me and made me so happy. He has had a bracelet made for me, by a mutual friend of ours, who makes jewelry (she is also a LotR fan). It is a chain bracelet with the White Tree of Gondor on it; if you want to see it, click on the link in P.S. on my profile page.

Well... that bracelet inspired me to write a small romantic story, a sequel to Love against destiny, but an independent one. Val, thanx for a wonderful birthday-surprise. :wub:


(Cormallen field, evening before return to Minas Tirith, late April 3019)

"I love you", Ellin whispered and laid her head on Boromir's shoulder. He held her close, not wanting to let her out of his arms ever.

"I love you to", he answered silently. "You are my life."

He wanted to ask her to marry him here and now, but then refrained. I'll do that in Minas Tirith. I must do it the right way.


(Minas Tirith, May 3019)

After supper, Boromir took her hand and led her to his room. He didn't say a word, but she could see he was smiling, as if he was up to something. She followed him without a question, hoping her curiosity would soon be satisfied. They entered his room. Two candles were burning and lit the room. Ellin stood anticipating, while he lit two more candles, carried them to the balcony and fixed them on a small candlestick.

"Come", he called her with a smile, standing at the door.

She approached him and went out on the balcony. It was a warm spring evening. A mild breeze was blowing from Mindolluin. The stars shone on a dark sky, and the full moon was climbing above Ephel Duath on the east. Its light interlaced with the light of the candles. Ellin raised her gaze to Boromir. He smiled, his gray eyes were full of love and warmth. He bent towards her and kissed her gently, and then held her a little away. The candles lit up his face.

"I want to give you something", he said and reached in his pocket. He took out a small box and removed the cover. Then he put the box on the railing of the balcony, and held a bracelet in his hand. Ellin gazed breathlessly, for she had never seen anything like it. It was made of small thin silver chains, intertwined like in chainmail. But it was not only a bracelet; there was also a silver ring, bound to the bracelet by two lateral chains, and in the middle of central chain, on the top of the palm, there was a small silver shield with the Tree of Gondor carved on it. Never before had she seen any such special and beautiful jewelry, so full of symbolism and strength, and yet with a soft beauty at the same time.

"This bracelet has been in our family for centuries", said Boromir quietly. "It is a custom that the oldest son inherits it, and gives it as a present to his fiancee."

He was silent for a moment, and Ellin stared at him, holding her breath. Did she understand him? Could this gift really mean what she thought? She didn't move while he slowly put the bracelet on her hand and fastened it.

"Ellin... Would you be my wife?"

"Yes", she answered with a trembling voice. She smiled, feeling tears fill her eyes at the same time. He lifted his hand and caressed her face, wiping her tears of joy, and then embraced her. She closed her eyes. He kissed her, and then she forgot everything else.