"There is not," Faramir says simply. He is silent for a moment, still looking at Finduilas's portrait rather than at his companion, before he continues. "If you truly feel it is too great a gift, I can find some other for you, if you prefer. But it has lain unused and packed away in a chest for decades, which seemed to me a sad waste of a beautiful thing. And I think my mother would be glad to know it now graced your shoulders."