Character: A person of small stature
Disclaimer: Tolkien – he the Daddy!
This one boon he was too proud to beg for, but he wanted it desperately. Just one... it would be his honour to receive just one from her. She smiled, he could scarcely believe himself so favoured; her smile lit the world as much as her golden tresses glowed with sunlight. If he could only bring himself to ask... Nay... he would beg if he had to – it would be worth it!
He cleared his throat; his mouth suddenly dry, he could barely whisper.
He tried again, gazing into those eyes, utterly lost
"May I have this dance, Rosie?"