From One Night To True Love
Antonio couldn't identify most of them at first glance, but upon closer inspection, even a random purple-blue flower, he couldn't name it.
The exotic scents in the courtyard were refreshing and invigorating.
"What kind of flower is this?" Antonio crouched down curiously, examining it.
It looked a bit like a rose but not quite, a purple-blue rose he had never seen before.
He reached out curiously, about to touch it, when he heard Edward's distinct, crisp voice carried by the night wind, "If you don't want to die, you better not touch that."
His voice was as cold as a winter ice spring, enough to chill even the hottest summer day. Antonio pulled back his hand, realizing these must be poisonous
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