AAAAAND ANOTHER ONE-
The woman looked up from the flowered crown in suprise, her gaze meeting the more bashful glance of the giant man before her. His youthful face was turned sideways and away from her own as he held the circular mound of flowers out to her, his second large hand scratching his stubbled cheek nervously.
"I was thinking the other day when I was hunting that flowers would look very pretty in your hair so I made this for you." He said his neck taking on a red tinge.
The woman stood speechless outside her place of work. She had stepped out because she was told someone had been searching for her. She didn't know who she had in mind when she had come out, but the quiet boy from the mountian who she had clung to so desperately all those nights ago was definitely not someone she had even considered.
"If-if you don't want it that's fine too, I just wanted to take a quick trip down the mountian to see you and I...."
She drowned him out her mind running wild.
A short trip down the mountian from his village? His village was so far up and deep within the forest that it took nearly two days to get from her village to his.
Her eyes trailed to the flower crown he held.
She was not aware that men knew how to make such delicate things. Little girls were the common masters at such a craft. She thought young men like him spent their time drinking and fighting, not making such wonderful things.
The crown was lovely, hundreds of wildflowers she had never even seen were intertwined together in a swirling circle of color. It was so pretty she was scared to place her fingers on it in fear she would permanently stain the pure petals.
She had recieved so many gifts from men that had taken a fancy to her but those gifts were always golden and hard. Lifeless. They meant nothing to her. They were as useless as the men who gave them.
She would even go as far as to say she loathed them.
This was the first time she had ever recieved such a pure gift. She hadn't given him anything. Why would he possibly do this for her?
"It's lovely." She said her voice shaking with nerves she didn't know she had.
This boy, always bringing out the girl in her.
A slightly crooked tooth popped out at her as he gave her a big grin. The smile gave him an almost boyish edge that he normally didn't have. He looked more his age.
Young and handsome.
It was far more lovely than anything she had ever seen.
"May I?" He asked timidly while holding the crown out.
She gave him her best smile, bowing her head, her heart pounding uncomfortably in her chest. "Yes, of course."
He gently placed the crown on her head, his hands brushing her ears and cheek as they pulled away.
She was so nervous she could hardly look up to see his face.
She thought how foolish she was for being even vaguely intimidated by this boy, but he was different. He unraveled her in the most odd ways.
She was stunned at the gentle adoration she saw behind those dark eyes of his.
Stunned by his strange sincerity.
She had never seen someone look at her like that.
He smiled, a hint of sadness coating his smile. "As I thought," He muttered reaching up to tug lightly on a strand of her hair. "The flowers grey in comparison."
