All Aflame by lindahoyland

Chapter 1

Galadriel loved the mallorns, resplendent in their golden finery. Celeborn preferred the humble dogwoods, bedecked with silver white petals.

“Maybe in some small way they resemble your silver tresses?” Galadriel teased, running her slender fingers through Celeborn’s hair.

“Perhaps, while your hair is surpassed only by Arien’s rays!” Her tresses flowed through his fingers in a cascade of gold.

“Such is the order of things my love. Would you have me burn you with my heat?”

“Gladly!” Celeborn kissed her. “But beware lest I consume you with my flame!"

“Let us then retire to our chamber to make fire together!”