She closes her eyes into the heady kiss, loosing a little moan into the contact. All her daydreaming of Faramir's kisses cannot come close to the reality, much to her conflicting delight and chagrin both-- for how is she to go without them again, once he must go back to Gondor?
"I know how you feel, my love. I am loathe to imagine that day, myself. Would that we were in a position to simply run away," she jests wistfully with a little laugh, laying her head on his shoulder like she's wanted to do for weeks and months, knowing it in her heart that this is where she belongs. For all her long search for her place in the world, she never expected to find it standing beside such man of Gondor. "But, the next time we will lay eyes upon one another is to wed. And then, we never need be apart again, least not like this."
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Date: 2018-10-21 10:25 am (UTC)"I know how you feel, my love. I am loathe to imagine that day, myself. Would that we were in a position to simply run away," she jests wistfully with a little laugh, laying her head on his shoulder like she's wanted to do for weeks and months, knowing it in her heart that this is where she belongs. For all her long search for her place in the world, she never expected to find it standing beside such man of Gondor. "But, the next time we will lay eyes upon one another is to wed. And then, we never need be apart again, least not like this."