Source: Pre LotR
Disclaimer: Tolkien’s Middle-earth... Kortirion’s speculative fiction.
We desired each other, and desire had produced my Boromir. It was painful for us both that the next child died. My lovely Finduilas wept long over her lost daughter. A pity... dynastic marriage is always useful...
The healers first expressed concern for her then, black moods swallowed her brightness. But, a long visit to her brother and she returned as the joyous bride I married. With delight, we re-celebrated our nuptials, better still now she had learned passion, and by accident we got another son.
Five years on... I never forget that my desire and that ‘accident’ killed her...