Date: 2018-08-03 02:58 pm (UTC)
withoutswords: (+ sunlit)
She laughs, caressing his cheek, for of course she knew the answer. "If it was I, then I seem to recall some of our lessons were in the field. Or on it."

Around the time of their wedding she had made good on an old promise, and shown him a flowered meadow by a stream. They had both been more than a little disheveled upon their return to Edoras, and Legolas, visiting for the wedding, had delicately plucked a strand of grass from Faramir's hair and handed it to him with a smile.
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