Pawns' Choices

The chains rattled as he made his awkward way to the loo. He supposed he should be thankful that Boromir had moved the couch that night he left in such a hurry, because it seemed his guardians were ignoring him. Mostly. He hadn’t seen Paris in days and Boromir showed up to feed him and then left. He missed Faramir, the man he had known as Mark.

( They had taken the mirror out, the one over the sink.  )