The King's Obsession
But first, she needed to see the place I had built for her.
I pushed open the heavy glass doors leading to the rear courtyard, stepping out into the crisp morning air. Beyond the stone cobblestones lay a massive, sprawling botanical garden. It was a private sanctuary, enclosed by high brick walls, filled with a dense, vibrant canopy of greenery and thousands of blooming flowers that filled the air with a sweet, heavenly fragrance.
I walked down the winding stone path until we reached the center, where clusters of deep blue and emerald-tinged hydrangeas, her favorite colors, the ones I had meticulously researched, bloomed in stunning, vibrant waves.