For the Lamplight Challenge.
Disclaimer: The characters in this story do not belong to me, but are being used for amusement only, and all rights remain with the estate of JRR Tolkien.
Continuing Boromir's adventures in
The female elf was definitely flirting with him, Boromir had no doubts. She looked at him with face tip-tilted, glancing sideways through half-closed eyes; her fingers brushed his arm too often.
“Do come out into the gardens,” she said, smiling, “they are even more beautiful when the lamps are lit than by daylight.”
Boromir knew… he had seen them that way before; but he recognised that she offered more than a simple promenade.
As they left he looked around, hopefully, for Legolas; surely, if he noticed Boromir’s current companion, it would quash any misconceptions harboured since that earlier lamp-lit stroll…