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Boromir was preparing his horse for the journey, when he was reached by his brother.
“I wish you wouldn’t have to go,” Faramir said.
“Someone has to. We need to know what those dreams mean.”
“But I had them more times than you. I am the one who should go.”
Boromir smiled: “I understand, but it’s a perilous journey, it’s better if I go. You’re needed here to protect the city.”
Faramir sighed: “Father doesn’t feel secure with only me as protector.”
That made Boromir stop what he was doing, and look at his brother. He could see his frustration.