The Fruits of Labour

“The harvest is even better than I dared hope for,” said Faramir. As far as the eye could see the fields of wheat stretched, while vivid poppies and cornflowers flourished amidst the swollen ears of grain. “I have so much to be thankful for. Never in my wildest dreams did I expect such bounty.”

“You defied your father’s decree and helped the Hobbits, recognised my rightful claim to the throne, comforted  Lady Éowyn in her sorrow, and now you have your well- deserved reward,” said the King. ““You sowed wisely and now you will reap the fruits of your labours.”