Flowers For My Beloved

His Crown - Gale

Gale would look nice with a flower crown on, wouldn't he?

That was what you thought as you picked the blues and the violets, weaving them together into a pretty crown. Then you found small little white flowers, and added them in too, into the tiny spaces in between — if you squinted just a bit, be a little silly with your imagination, they could look like the stars in the night sky.

Yes, so this was his crown. You were quite happy with it. You hoped he would be happy with it too.

So you approached him one night, gave him a little kiss on the nose, then led him to the field where he first told you he loved you. You stepped closer to him, so did he. He smiled as he leaned forward, his hand on your waist, hoping for another kiss.

You stopped him, raising both your hands to cover his eyes, and giggled when he visibly frowned.

"Is that how it is?"

"It is." You replied, though you would have liked that kiss. But there were more important matters first. "Will you keep your eyes closed for me?"

He hummed, contemplative, and you knew funny, mischievous thoughts ran in his mind, thinking how to say no. But he then nodded his head. "Alright."

You pulled your hands away, carefully taking out the flower crown you made, and placed it on his head. You gently patted down his hair, smiling when he leaned into your touch.

You stepped away as he opened his eyes. His hand tentatively came up to touch the crown.

"A flower crown," he smiled. "For me, is it? Well, how does it look?"

There he goes, the funny, mischievous man, doing a twirl just for you, his robes fluttering about.

"Wonderful," you laughed, and Gods, was he wonderful when he laughed too. "You look beautiful, Gale. Like a bride."

"A very hairy bride." He said wryly.

"The prettiest bride." You countered, and he laughed again, his head nodding in defeat.

"Then a bride I am." He turned to you, placing his hands on your cheeks. "And, who is my spouse-to-be?"

"Would it be me?" You asked.

His eyes softened, and he finally kissed you. It was warm, loving, and sweet.

"I'd love you to be."