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rakshathedemon asked for A Faramir-Bergil moment/conversation/scene between 3/16-3/25, 3019; i.e. before the big victory.

Inspired in part by Raksha's wonderful The Falcon and the Star.

Day 335

Wake again to health and hope

"I brought your meal, sir."

Faramir sitting by the window, warmed by the noontide sun, looked around. He had slept long and late, and when he woke, the healers had let him rise.

"Thank you... Bergil. Is that not your name?"

"Yes, sir." The boy set the tray down and hesitated. "Sir... do you think the new King can save Gondor?"

Faramir had been pondering that very question himself. He remembered a voice that called but did not command, a hand that offered help, a spirit that burned to give life, not death.

He smiled at Bergil. "Aye, I do."

rakshathedemon asked for a follow up to Size Matters in which we find out what Pippin is doing while Faramir and Faramir spar. On the sidelines watching, or downing some brew with Beregond and/or Bergil?

Day 199

The Drink Speaking

When last they'd met, they'd been much of a height. Though Bergil – as he'd pointed out at the time – had already been a little taller. Now, come into his full growth, he towered over Pippin.

The conversation was stilted at first. Pippin enquired politely how Bergil liked his posting in the Guard and whether he was courting. Bergil congratulated Pippin on his elevation to the Thainship.

But as the ale flowed, they slowly relaxed, reminiscing over old times, until: "Do you still wrestle?"

"Do you still claim you could stop me standing you on your head?"

"Want to find out?"