Bunga Teratai Putih Salju Novels & Stories

“As you wish, My Lady. But would you mind if I will help you to dress first for it was winter…” Princess Charlotte stood in front of the mirror, enthralled by her new winter gown, created by Averiya, her fairy friend at the same time her servant. She is dressed in a stripped-down version, a white dress fashioned of the petals of a philadelphus flower. It's shiny and sparkling, and when it glistens, it looks like snow. The delicate blue and silver colors on the lower portion of the dress are ideal for incorporating snowflakes into her attire. She also has a flowing, wonderful cape with diamonds and sparkles, as well as a snow-white tint.

I saw martha on my way to the gate, she's watering the garden and picking some flowers but when she saw me going all alone, she insited int giving me sone accompany. "Ypu should not go outside alone, miss. It is safe to bring someone or some guards with you." He said and handed me a flower. It was a white flower but I do not know its name. "That is the Carie's buds. That is known for its beauty and color. As you can see, white symbolizes peace and good well being for those who receives it.", I put the flower close to my nose and take a little sweet sniff of it. "Awh, thank you Martha. This is lovely."

Curiosity piqued, and I gently retrieved it, my fingers trembling slightly as I unfolded the paper to reveal its contents. At first, my heart skipped a beat as I saw the name "Missy" written on the paper—the alias I'm using on this island. But as I read the words written on the paper, any thoughts of my past were swept away by the beauty of the poem before me. It was a heartfelt ode to white tulips, their delicate petals symbolizing purity and new beginnings.

It’s not just a color but an emotion, one that evokes the tender bloom of a spring rose under the morning sun. Adorning this blushing masterpiece are delicate silver balls, sprinkled across like dewdrops on a spider's web. They catch the light and twinkle, adding a touch of sophistication and a dash of whimsy to the cake’s elegant presentation. The crowning glory of this confectionery creation is a unique frosting flower, a blend of pristine white and serene blue. This flower is an artful representation, perhaps a stylized cornflower or a fanciful bloom from a dream, symbolizing the harmony of two lives coming together.

Finally, I am walking towards my fiancé, my king, and soon, my husband. As momentous steps carried me along the meticulously adorned carpet, I found myself immersed in a delicate sea of white rose petals. Each petal cradled my every step, releasing a subtle, sweet fragrance as I traversed the pathway. The air was imbued with the ethereal scent of white roses, creating an atmosphere of purity and serenity. The winter garden unfolded before me like a living dream. Ivory blossoms, cascading from gracefully arched branches, created a fragrant canopy overhead.

I slowly pulled the map from inside my coat. That was when I made my decision. I marked the place on the map. As we began our journey back, we did not rush. Now and then, something would catch my attention, small bursts of color breaking through the endless white landscape. Delicate blossoms pushing their way through the snow as if defying the winter itself. Their petals were dusted with frost, trembling gently under the icy breeze. Whenever we passed by them, I would gently pull the reins and bring my horse to a stop. Kneeling down, I would brush the thin layer of frost from the petals with careful fingers before plucking them slowly.

CHAPTER XLVI Friday Its winter evening The wedding chapel was decorated with pure white flowers as white as the snowflakes falling because it's winter. Atif is on the Altar waiting for Haya to walk down the aisle. He is so handsome in his wedding suit. He is wearing a dark blue suit. Haya is wearing a white with blue color motif wedding gown. The motif of her wedding gown is like the color of a clear blue sky. Haya walks slowly going to the altar where Atif is standing.

A few weeks passed uneventfully until the season of the island gradually changed. Winter was close, and it could be felt in the chilly air. Flakes of snow began to drop from the sky, tiny silver flakes that melted the moment they touched the ground. The sky turned really cloudy, hiding the sun behind a thick curtain of fluffy white clouds. Layla who had never seen snow in her entire life was ecstatic at the sight of the silver flakes. She stretched her hand over the balcony in Riven's room and tried to capture the tiny flakes that fell from the sky.

"So, what do you think would be best for this event? The judges, I mean." Sophia tapped her chin thoughtfully, considering the event and its purpose. "Well, since the judges are all women, I think a mix of pink and white tulips would be ideal. The pink symbolizes care and affection, while the white represents purity. It strikes a balance between professionalism and warmth, which is probably just what you want for an event like this." Helena smiled, a faint blush creeping onto her cheeks. "I must say, you make it sound so much more meaningful. I would have just picked out something colorful without considering all that."

Ding Hao smiled and was in a good mood. From the islanders, he learned that the reason why this place was called Peach Blossom Island was that a kind of plant called Sky Bamboo Peach grew everywhere on the island. It was a kind of spiritual fruit. Every year at the beginning of spring, the Sky Bamboo Peach petals were in full bloom and the petals were flying everywhere, which could cover the sea within a radius of hundreds of miles with peach blossom petals, making the whole island like a blooming peach blossom, shrouded in the fragrance of those flowers.