Bunga Mahkota Raja Novels & Stories

They all took a seat under the shade of a large oak tree. “The flowers are all beautiful, Your Highness,” observed the countess. “This garden was a gift from His Majesty for my sixteenth birthday,” the princess confessed. “I love coming here.” The maids poured tea in each of the gold decorated cups, and a gentle peach smell filled the air. “Oh, this is delicious,” Lady Jepli commented. “Francis, another guest will join us shortly, so be sure to guide her here.” “Yes, Your Highness.” Aurora took a sip of her tea while eyeing Magnolia.

Her correction earned snickers from her subjects, the sage is highly humiliated but he keeps it together, "We are here to crown the daughter of Queen Octavia, princess Arcadia!" She takes another bow and that sounded all levels of right in her ears, "the Sceptre?" He requested for the holy staff and it is brought to him on a purple pillow. It is crafted out of gold and decorated with rubies, he uses it to tap her shoulders twice and this causes an uproar. "Bring the crown." The maids bring a crown on a white pillow and present it to Mazi, "I hearby crown princess Arcadia as our ruler and she will be addresseds Queen Arcadia!! Everyone pay—"

I said, and she nodded. "It is a beautiful mark... it is a special one," she said, and I squinted my eyebrows. "Why do you say that?" I asked her. "Every royal mark has a crown on it... but the king chooses the symbol that best represents his feelings for his mate. For example, King Aster, King Aelfred´s father, gave his queen a mark with a Rainfall Rose flower, which means eternity. It is a rare gesture when a king marks his queen with a MoonPetal Orchid because he proclaims his true love for her and shows everyone his weakness." She said and I nodded. Aelfred was a brave man, he was ready to fight for me, for his crown and for his people. It is high time that I, as his queen, must be prepa

"These are borage flowers, Your Grace. Not only are they beautiful, but they are also known to uplift the spirit. According to folklore, they instill courage and comfort the heart." Why was she telling him this? Perhaps it was because she hoped by engaging him, she could prolong their time together. This was a stolen moment. A precious encounter she had never dared to imagine. In its wickedness, fate had somehow found a way to bring this male to her. The grand king seemed intrigued. He leaned closer, examining the star-shaped blooms with a curious gaze. "Courage from a flower, you say?" he mused. "That is indeed fascinating. And they are quite pleasing to the eye."

It is not as huge as the Headow Stronghold but I am still amazed by the new views I see after just staying in one place all my life. I feasted my eyes at the colorful banners around the whole downtown. The Taphatia Kingdom has the emblem of the Blue rose while the Headow Stronghold has the emblem of the Oleander flower. I have no idea why they use flowers as emblems but the only thing I know is that the oleander flower is a poisonous flower. Just like how the whole Empire poisons the hearts of the people who want to conquer it. I glanced at Alpha Aster. Is his heart already poisoned with greed before he could even think of conquering the Kingdom against my father?

After a closer whiff, I had to restrain my temper and not fling the bottle away. “There’s no vanilla there, the Itsaul White flower is the starter and the gardenia follows in percentage,” Perfume making and winemaking were one of the basic lessons royals like us had access to. From being that close to Zira this morning, I had been able to pick the most prominent flowers in her mixing. All they had to do was follow instructions. “Third Prince, we have used up the available Itsaul available in the palace and the flowers are not in bloom at the moment.”

With eager hands, I reached for it, a smile tugging at the corners of my lips as I traced my fingers along the smooth surface. As I lifted the lid of the box, my breath caught in my throat, and my heart skipped a beat. Nestled within the plush interior lay a breathtaking ruby pendant, its radiant crimson hue capturing the soft light of the room. The intricate patterns etched into the delicate metal seemed to shimmer with an otherworldly brilliance, captivating my gaze with their beauty. Alpha Mathews' words echoed in my mind, his voice filled with a depth of emotion that stirred something deep within me. "It was your mother's," he had said, his words carrying a weight of significance that le

Jeffrey rushed home with the last glimmer of hope and finally panicked completely when he saw the dark and empty house. The rose in the greenhouse had the courage to escape. No one could accept it. Rose could only follow the Little Prince around and never leave. He froze in place, looking at the bouquet placed in the center of the door. He then realized how ridiculous he had been. I wrapped him one last bouquet, but unfortunately, none of those flowers were roses. The rose had gone to find freedom. He couldn't keep me, and I no longer belonged to him.

In the Imperial Palace, there used to be numerous Sea Blossoms planted. At that time, Emma believed that the fresh and beautiful Sea Blossoms symbolized the protection and affection Alpha Jeffn had for her. Later, she learned that the Sea Blossom was known by another name: the Disruption Flower. It was associated with bad omens; in reality, Alpha Jeffn detested this type of flower. Everything had been just a play, and today he brought Sea Blossoms, a remarkable provocation.

“ Now you look perfect , my princess “ he said The previous year’s prom Queen , turned around and retrieved a bouquet of roses from the table before handing it to Jacob . I already knew that it was tradition for the prom King to give red roses to his Queen but I was still awestruck with how beautiful these red roses looked . Each red rose was flecked with diamond dust as it shimmered under the dew drops that were hanging on their dark red petals . And in the centre of them , was an exquisitely carved pink crystal rose .