Chapter 6: A Torn Apart Family

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Amdiriel stood in her room, readying her things for the journey ahead when a knock came at her door.
"Come in." she said to her guest, looking over her shoulder as he came through the door. She smiled as Boromir closed the door behind him. "Amdi." he said before she ran into his arms for a long-needed hug. After a good moment, the two pulled apart. "Are you alright? What about Faramir?" she asked quickly.

Boromir smiled "We're alright, nothing we couldn't handle...Unlike you...Let me see." Boromir said. Amdiriel knew exactly what the captain was speaking of but tried to play it off anyway. "I don't know what your talking-" but Amdiriel was caught off by a more stern voice. "Let me see the wound, Amdi"

"Uncle?" she asked. "The hobbits." replied Boromir. "Well, we shall have a long talk about the importance of secrecy." she mumbles. "Amdiriel." ordered Boromir.

Amdiriel sighed in defeat and she pulled the shirt from her pants and raised it just above her rib cage, showing Boromir the now 3-inch pink scar on her left side. Amdiriel could her Boromir growl at the site. "They will pay for what they've done." "I'm fine." Amdiriel tired.

"You could have died." Boromir nearly shouted. "But I didn't. I'm still here aren't, I?" She questioned. "I'm here and I'm not leaving." she told him as she placed one hand on his face and the other taking his hand in comfort. "I'm sorry...I just..." he tried to explain as he sat himself down on her bed. "We already buried mother because of them. I don't want to have to bury my sister because of them as well." he told her. Amdiriel wrapped her brother in her arms. "I know and I'm sorry I scared you but I'm okay." she whispered to him.

A few moments passed and the two broke away again "Faramir sends his love." Boromir said making Amdiriel smile. "How is he?" she asked. "He misses you dearly. He tries his best but still yet..." Boromir trailed off. "It's not enough for Denethor. Why doesn't that surprise me?"

"Faramir knew you would be here. He wishes for me to bring me home." Boromir told her. Pain hit deep in Amdiriel's heart as she sighed. "Gondor needs you, Amdi. We need you." Boromir tried. "I know and there would be nothing I would love more than to go back but we all know as long Denethor reigns as the steward, I will never be able to step foot into Minas Tirith again. I shouldn't even be going back to Gondor but yet I do because I know I'm needed Denethor would have my head if he knew...Aragorn has a better chance of entering the White City than I do." she told him.

"Speaking of which..." Boromir said, Amdiriel already knowing this conversation was coming. "He is Aragorn, Isildur's heir, the one you fell in love with?" Amdiriel nodded her head "I never thought this would happen nor that you two would meet this way and that we would be on a journey where he wouldn't remember me...but I would and I have to live with that pain." she confessed as she walked over to the window. Boromir felt bad, he knew his sister suffered and as much as he and Faramir tried they could never truly understand all the pain she had gone through and continued to go through.

He got up and made his way to stand by his sister "Do you still love him?" he asked her. Amdiriel could feel the blush on her cheeks like the day that her brothers questioned her about her giddy behavior. "A lot of things would not be as they are if I didn't...I wouldn't still be here." she explained.

"You still have hope that he will remember don't you, even after all these years?" he asked her. "I do." Amdiriel answered, "Just as you still hope that father would return."

"I can only hope, you taught me that. So I don't understand how you can't." Boromir confessed. Amdiriel shut her eyes "I did, Boromir. I swear to you that I did so much after mother died. I wished it for it so much. But the day he decided to rip everything I love away from me was the day I realized that the man I once called father died the day mother did." she explained to her brother as the memory of the day she was banished returned to her mind, The day she felt like she lost everything.

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