Her smile was shy and sweet. A lovely girl, thought Tyrion, and a kinder fate than my nephew deserves.
“In a great hall with pillars hewn out of the living stone sat the Elvenking on a chair of carven wood. On his head was a crown of berries and red leaves, for the autumn was come again. In the spring he wore a crown of woodland flowers. In his hand he held a carven staff of oak.”
lotr meme: six characters [3/6] → faramir
Please. I have come so far. I have no where to go.
you come into MY house, you call MY otp a BROMANCE