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."

I dashed to that thing. “Zeve! Where are you going?” As expected, Amor ran after me. Morfan and others stayed at some distance while I plucked the Snowystals. The crystal flowers that bloom only in the snow. I had read about them in books, but never saw one in real life. Transparent petals of ice with blue veins like snowflakes. Slight blue tint and scent like that of rose dancing with petrichor. Looked like lilies, but petals stretched out like hibiscus.

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.

Towering trees formed a majestic canopy overhead, their branches reaching towards the sky, while delicate flowers carpeted the ground below in a riot of hues. As they ventured deeper into this enchanting oasis, their senses were captivated by the sweet scent of blooming roses, their petals unfurling like delicate kisses. The vibrant reds, pinks, and whites of the roses stood out against the lush greenery, adding splashes of romance to the scene. Amidst the roses, graceful lilies stood tall, their pure white blossoms exuding elegance and serenity.

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.

he whispered, the word barely audible. ********* Aria found herself standing in a vast white space, one that stretched endlessly in all directions. The air was calm and gentle, filled with the soft fragrance of countless beautiful flowers that bloomed all around her. Butterflies fluttered gracefully through the air, their wings catching the light as they danced from petal to petal. She slowly looked down at herself, noticing the dress she wore. It was soft and flowing, almost weightless against her skin, as though it had been woven from light itself.

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.