Boromir set down his glass, glaring across the courtyard at the halfling. It was inconceivable that Mithrandir trusted this hobbit to bear the ring. The ring that rightfully belonged to Gondor! If he could only meet with the hobbit, explain... But no, Mithrandir had been quite circumspect with the hobbit, keeping him under close watch, either himself or that ranger...
He took another swig of the wine. Didn't they realize he had a duty to his people? Didn't they realize what his beloved city faced day after day? And they would trust the fate of the world to this... halfling?