Lord of the Rings x Reader (One-Shots)

Boromir x Reader

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You were running through the fields, close to Gondor. This was during the times, when Sauron, was calm. When Bilbo, nor Frodo set out on their quests. You looked over, to see the steward of Gondor, and his wife, and sons, frolicking too, in the fields. You noticed the eldest son, Boromir, look at you and wave. You immediately smile at him, and wave back. His younger brother noticed this, and nudged him in the arm, smiling. When you saw that, you smiled and ran back into the gates of Gondor, to find your mother waiting for you.

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~Years Later~

War broke, my mother and I ran to Rohan. We ran, and ran. We did not stop. Part of the reason? War, I already said that. When we were in Rohan, I discovered my long lost sister. Éowyn, we hugged, and hugged. 

~Weeks Later~

This group of, men, came into Rohan. Éowyn and I, were waiting by our Uncle's home. A man, who looked about in his forties, looked up at us, after he looked away, we walked back inside. Waiting for his arrival, and his companions. 

After we heard faint noises inside, Éowyn and I took our places, next to our Uncle.

"My lord. Gandalf the Grey is coming. He is a herald of woe."

"The courtesy of your hall is somewhat lessened of late, Théoden King."

"He is not welcome."

"Why should I welcome you, Gandalf Stormcrow?"

"A just question my liege."

"Late is the hour in which this conjurer chooses to appear. Lathspell I name him. Ill news is in ill guest."

"Be silent! Keep your forked tongue behind your teeth. I have not passed through fire and death to bandy crooked words with a witless worm!"

Gandalf suddenly pulls out his staff, and Grima, the king's guards, rise up in an attacking position.

 "His staff! I told you to take the wizard's staff!"

Suddenly, the people that came to Rohan, rose up, and fought against the guards, letting Gandalf to walk to Théoden, the king.

Gandalf: "Théoden, Son of Théngel. Too long have you sat in the shadows."

[Gimli knocks down Gríma and puts a foot on his chest.]

"I would stay still if I were you, Gríma," Gimli says, putting a foot on his chest. 

"Harken to me! I release you from the spell," Gandalf chants.

"You have no power here Gandalf the Grey," Théoden says laughing.

Almost like a blinding light, the one named Gandalf, reveals a white cloak, causing my Uncle to staggered back, leaning against his throne.

"I will draw you, Saruman, as poison is drawn from a wound," Gandalf says, raising his staff, and points it at my uncle, making him squirm in his throne.

"Aah!" Théoden screams.

Èowyn and I try to go and help him, but this man, stopped us, telling us to, "Wait."

"If I go — Théoden dies," however, my Uncle's voice does not come out of him, it's another man's.

Gandalf again raises his staff at my Uncle, making him fly backwards against his throne.

Gandalf: "You did not kill me. You will not kill him."

"Rohan is mine!" The man's voice comes back.