[Umwë]

“What would you say to becoming gardener at the Green Dragon Inn?" Tom didn’t know what to say, he was both surprised and happy. Aman stood leaning over the counter looking down at him and smiling. He looked up at her and smiled. He stuttered “W-well, that w-would be an honor to b-be a gardener, f-for this Inn, m-miz Aman... t-thank you!” He blushed and looked down in the floor. This was maybe the best thing ever happened to Tom so he sat down on a stool standing close to him.

“I c-can start a-at any time, miss, I mean...” He paused and looked up, his hair tickled in his eyes again and puffed shook his head a little. Tom thought of his old father that once was a gardener, and Tom couldn’t wait to tell him. His hands were shaking and he felt a tear rolling down his cheek, he quickly removed it, he didn’t want Aman to see it. He snuffled and picked up his handkerchief, but noticed it was red of blood. He put it back in his pocket and snuffled again.

“Thank y-you, miz Aman. This means a lot to me... Aye..” He said and bowed deeply and almost hit is head in the counter. “I will not disappoint you!” He looked up and smiled to Aman and then bowed quickly again. This time he didn’t watch out and he hhit his head in the counter. “Ouch!” he exclaimed and took two steps backwards and rubbed his head. He giggled and walked to the counter again.

He took a look around himself and saw that many now were returning to their rooms, as it was getting very late now. And the common room was almost empty. He waved over to Anja and Ana that still sat in the corner together. They waved back, but Anja still looked concerned. Tom couldn't stop wondering what was wrong. He tried to not think so much about it and turned back again to Aman.