Exile: 6. The Truth Will Out

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6. The Truth Will Out

Chapter Six - The Truth Will Out

"Walda knows nothing, but has sent for one of his soldiers." Beregond quaffed a tankard of ale.

Walda slurred, "Boromir's well able to care for himself. Why do you launch such a search, Faramir?"

"He left in secret." Faramir rubbed his face. "It has been three months."

"Three months. Perhaps he has finally found a wench that satisfies him. No one in Edoras ever did."


"Sorry, Faramir. I have been drinking all night," the soldier whispered. "Listen. One of my men has got him a new woman, from here. He found her two nights ago. She talks too much. She mentioned your brother. Of what they do together. Trying to make herself seem important. I have sent for him. The fool fell for it, wants to marry her, bring her back to the Mark." The Marshal stopped. "I am thirsty. Is this the way you treat your guests?"

"I… Beregond, get another pint." Faramir turned back to Walda. "You have not seen Boromir?"

The Captain shook his head, moaning. "What kind of ale is this? It kicks like a mule!"

The door was flung open as Walda slumped in his chair. The innkeeper gestured and a soldier stepped forward.

"I was sent for, Marshal?"

Faramir looked in astonishment. A whore from one of the lower circles stood behind the Rohir. One that Boromir frequently visited.

She gasped, clearly recognizing the Steward's son, and tried to run from the room, but Beregond was swift and stopped her. The soldier shouted out, but Damrod stayed him.

"I didn't say nothing." The woman started to cry. "I didn't tell no one. Honest. Let me go. I…"

"Be quiet, woman!" Beregond pulled her towards Faramir's table. "Close your mouth until you are told to speak."

"I didn't do nothing but what I was supposed to do. It was him!"

"It was Boromir?" Faramir's voice could hardly be heard over Walda's snoring.

But she heard and fell to the floor. "It was him. I did right by him and he… he goes to hit me."

"Boromir would never hit a woman!" Faramir kept his trembling voice low. "Leave us." The woman began to stand up, but Faramir held her shoulder. "Not you. Beregond, take them out. And Walda with you."

The guard nodded. Faramir saw the questions in his eyes, but could not explain. Would not. For he knew that what he would hear from this woman was more than any man should ever know about his brother.

"Come." Beregond slung Walda over his shoulder. Mablung held the door open. Damrod pulled the innkeeper out, though the man squawked loudly.

Faramir knelt on the floor next to the woman. "Tell me everything."

"He comes in all red and shaking. He grabs me and throws me on the bed. He's not a gentle man, but he's not been like that before. I was scared but did what I'm supposed to do. I lay on the bed and opened my legs. He took me hard." She sniffled. "But with him, it was good anyhow. He came, real fast. Faster then he's ever come afore. I was close, but he screamed." She wailed. "I didn't do nothing. Just what's I was supposed to do."

"What are you…?" Faramir lowered his head, trying to understand what had happened, trying to remember what she had said. His heart clenched. "What did he scream?"

"No. I ain't saying. He'd kill me if I said. I know he would, he looked that awful."

"I will protect you. But you must never tell anyone else. Do you understand me?" When she nodded, he once again asked, "What did Boromir scream?"

"Your name. He screamed 'Faramir.'"

This is a work of fan fiction, written because the author has an abiding love for the works of J R R Tolkien. The characters, settings, places, and languages used in this work are the property of the Tolkien Estate, Tolkien Enterprises, and possibly New Line Cinema, except for certain original characters who belong to the author of the said work. The author will not receive any money or other remuneration for presenting the work on this archive site. The work is the intellectual property of the author, is available solely for the enjoyment of Henneth Annûn Story Archive readers, and may not be copied or redistributed by any means without the explicit written consent of the author.

Story Information

Author: Alcardilme

Status: General

Completion: Work in Progress

Era: 3rd Age - The Stewards

Genre: Romance

Rating: Adult

Last Updated: 02/21/12

Original Post: 07/18/10

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