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Oh darling, my darling, remember
That my heart lies with you when I’ve gone
This parting will not be eternal
Though I must be away with the dawn
Now softly I kiss your sweet lips
That I’ll miss so when I’m far away
Don’t cry, love, we’ve still time to linger
Til then, in your arms I will stay
One day ‘twil be no need for fighting
One day ‘twil the road lead me home
One day I’ll have no need to wander
One day, I’ll have no need to roam
“That is lovely,” Nanny said softly, “though I think they were both sound
asleep before the first chorus.”
“My uncle was a Ranger,” Haloth told her. “And my aunt sang it often
when he was away.”
She carefully moved Boromir’s arm from where it was sprawled across her
knees, and stood, sighing. “It has been so quiet in the nursery today,” she said
wistfully. “But I know you shall watch over them well.”
“I would not dare do otherwise,” Haloth replied as they moved away from
the sleeping children. “It is well-known how you respond to those who do not
treat these boys properly.”
He grinned when he saw her flush in the dim moonlight. “Cheeky,” she
said with a wry smile. “I am not quite as hot-tempered as everyone seems to
think – but if it serves my little ones well, then I do not mind.” She cast a last
glance at Boromir and Faramir. “Good night, Haloth – and thank you for
guarding them.”
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I did not sleep well that night, though I knew they were safe. They were
only in the gardens, after all, and Haloth was there. Yet still I lay awake for some
time, dwelling on the day when they would both be grown and gone, and