Dream of An Elf
Chapter 2 : Flowers
Summary: Glorfindel's strange behaviors made everyone in Imladris wonder. Erestor/Glorfindel established relationship.
Rated: PG-13
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When Erestor entered the library this morning, he felt that the atmosphere was different than usual. Everybody looked happy. They were holding flowers in their hands.
"What's going on here?" Erestor asked his assistant who also had a daisy in his hand.
"Good morning my lord, Lord Glorfindel gave everybody flowers this morning, my lord." Melpomean replied shyly.
"What? Why?"
"Good morning, my dear lord counselor!" Glorfindel greeted him from across the library where he was giving a maiden a white camellia. The captain walked to the counselor gleefully, and gave Erestor the only flower left in his hand, a red tulip. "A flower for you, my dear counselor."
"Thank you, Lord Glorfindel." Erestor took the flower in confusion. "What's the occasion of this, may I ask?"
"Nothing, I just think a flower may brighten the day for everyone. Do you like it? Red tulip, just for you!"
Melpomean's giggles made Erestor more confused. He glanced around the room to see the flowers in each elf's hand. There were daisies, lilies, irises, camellias, carnations, and only one red tulip in his hand.
"Do you know the meaning of flowers?" Erestor asked doubtfully.
"Some. Why?" Glorfindel's face was just too innocent to say otherwise.
Erestor turned to look at his assistant who was still trying to suppress his giggle.
"Don't say a word." He threatened Mel.
"Not a word, my lord!" Mel bowed his head, but his eyes were still smiling.
"Say what?" Glorfindel asked.
"Nothing." Erestor cut any further question. "I'll go to my office. Melpomean, when you finish working here, please meet me in my office. I need your help in some paper work."
"Aye, my lord."
"Wait, Erestor!" Glorfindel called the dark-haired elf. "Do you like my flower?" Glorfindel's innocent smile made his heart melt.
"Yes, I like it very much, Glorfindel. Thank you."
Red Tulip.
The declaration of love.
He didn't know whether Glorfindel knew the meaning of this. He hoped the captain didn't know it because if he knew, Erestor could not look Glorfindel in the eyes next time they met.
"You know." Melpomean raised his eyebrow to the captain of Imladris. The gesture he always used with elflings when he caught their misbehavior.
"Of course." Glorfindel laughed. "Thanks to you and your books, Mel."
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From that day, Erestor always found a flower on his desk every morning, except when Glorfindel was on patrol. Red tulips, red carnations, roses, and asters, all were involved the meaning of love. Was Glorfindel courting him? Nay, he wouldn't think that far.
"What are you doing, Glorfindel?" Erestor saw the captain one evening, standing on top of the ladder and trying to bind something at the arch of the entrance of the hallway to the family wing. The captain was startled and almost fell from the ladder.
" Be careful!" Erestor cried out.
"Don't startle me!" Glorfindel shouted.
"I didn't! You startled yourself!" The counselor pouted and crossed his arms.
"How could I startle myself?" Glorfindel shook his head and climbed down the ladder to stand in front of Erestor. His hands were on his back, hiding something from the counselor's eyes.
"What are you hiding?"
"Nothing." Glorfindel grinned teasingly.
"Glorfindel." Erestor narrowed his eyes.
"Nothing, really." Glorfindel grinned even wider.
"Fine." Erestor shrugged and walked pass Glorfindel to go to his chambers.
"Hey! Why do you give up so easily?" Glorfindel whined.
"If it's not concerning the welfare of the realm, then 'nothing' it is." Erestor ignored the captain and continued walking away.
"You are no fun at all." Glorfindel pouted and followed Erestor.
"I'm not your playmate, captain." Erestor glanced at the captain who now strode beside him.
"No, you are more than that."
Erestor pretended that he did not hear what Glorfindel just said. They were in front of Erestor's chambers now.
"Fortunately, I have a backup plan." Glorfindel showed Erestor what's in his hand. It was a twig of mistletoe with white round berries along the stems. Erestor glared at the mistletoe, and then Glorfindel's smiling face.
"What are you up to?"
Glorfindel pointed to the ceiling above them, directly in front of Erestor's door. There was mistletoe hanging there as well.
"Referring to the book I gave you last mid-winter, one of the human traditions stated in the book, if two people stand under the mistletoe, they must kiss."
"You reminded me that once." Erestor glared at the golden-hair elf. "And this is not even Winter!"
"So..." Glorfindel's smile faltered when Erestor entered his chambered and slammed the door shut.
"Good night!" was heard from the close door.
"You are so mean and you will have a bad luck!" Glorfindel shouted back for Erestor to hear.
"Whatever!"
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[..tbc..]
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A/N: Sorry for the long delay. Did I mention that this story is in the same universe with "Seasons of the Elves"? Oh, well. I hope you enjoy the chapter. This chapter was inspired by many stories concerning flower language. I'd like to say thank you to all of them. Sorry for any mistake you find in this story. I'll appreciate your advice and review greatly. Thank you again for reading.
Flower meaning:
Daisy - Innocence; Loyal Love; I'll Never Tell; Purity
White Camellia - You're Adorable
Lilies - Virginity; Purity
Irises - Inspiration
Camellias - Admiration; Perfection; Good Luck
Carnations - Fascination
Red Tulip - Declaration of Love
Red Carnation - Deep love, passion
Pink & White Roses - I love you still and always will
Red Roses - Perfect love, respect