Characters: Goldberry, Tom Bombadil, Daeron
Disclaimer: I am not J.R.R. Tolkien and I make no money from this.
“How sorrowfully he laments her,” sighed Goldberry and tipped her head to listen while her hands gathered lace-white mushrooms without pause. “How sadly he plays! The flute was well-made, dear one.”
“Eh, no hard task!” said Tom Bombadil. “If the Elf’s singing pleases my fair Goldberry, naught be too much trouble! But he is a woeful fellow. Why, my merriest songs cheer him not at all!”
His eyes glinted in the shadows beneath the pine boughs. Goldberry threw him a reproving glance. “You should not tease him so!”
“Nay, and I shall not,” said Tom, laughing, “for Goldberry forbids it!”