1. Gentle Persuasion
"I had not thought… Nay, it was more that I refused to think Faramir might become a soldier." Boromir's brow furrowed; he twirled his knife in his hand. "He is of a more… gentle persuasion." He looked at his friend, eyes lit with joy, smile wide and gracious. "Have you ever listened to his music? He has written quite a number of lays and chants, a few songs and even a lament. One even makes me weep."
Théodred leaned closer, brushing aside a tendril of hair that moved whenever Boromir blinked. "He will be fine. You have taught him well."
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