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There had been no physical contact, so the fragrance was barely detectable. Before he could explain, Scarlett's eyes narrowed. "This is a very rare floral perfume. A rare floral blend, with lotus as its heart. A woman's choice, wouldn't you agree? Lotus, rising pristine from the mud, imbues this fragrance with a cool elegance, a subtle allure unlike any other flower. It speaks of a woman... remarkably detached, perhaps even cold." Her analysis was indeed razor-sharp. "The kind that would intimidate ordinary men with her mere presence. She would look down on all men, perhaps even everyone."

LOTUS The lotus flower is a survivor; it emerges from the murky waters to seek the warmth and nutrition of light. My name is Lotus Wettin, just like the lotus flower. emerged from the murky waters, I'm a survivor but I'm confident I haven't found the warmth and sustenance of light that I require to be happy. This is the story of my life….

Magda leads me around the car and opens the passenger door for me. Unsure, I climb in as I settle into the seat, feeling the coolness of the leather on my skin. As the jeep's engine fires up, I feel a swirl of emotions inside me. *** As Wolfgang drives, I focus on the beautiful scenery around us. The sun illuminates the extensive fields of the vineyard, where the vines stretch out in perfect rows. The vibrant colors of the ripe grapes contrast with the intense green of the leaves, creating an almost surreal image. The winding road led us through picturesque landscapes. The wind caresses my face, and for a moment, I feel that nature whispered in my ear, enveloping me in a tranquility that I h

he walks off and kneels next to a small patch of Crimson Beebalm. Crimson Beebalm is a stunning flower. The petals are long and slender and they come out of a hairy looking center that is connected green leaves that look like they support the bud and a long smooth green stem. Best of all, it’s edible so I’ll be collecting some of it for the camp. Wait, what did he say? “It’s obviously either red or yellow, I don’t know of any grey muted colored flowers, the center even looks black.”

“Oh, you're are only familiar with the red ones. Well, all I can say about the white rose is, it's beautiful, extremely rare, and expensive. One of a kind, if I may say. There are only few florists who can confidently tell you they have a white rose in their garden. I was only lucky to get them when a supplier called me and told me he was willing to sell at an outrageously high price and also the white rose signifies chastity, beauty, royalty, and purity. In the ancient times, royalties give it to women they intend to court or have picked some form marital interest in, especially when she's a virgin.“ “Thank you for your time.” They said as they exited the place.

I gasped noting a small lotus flower that seemed to be new and was distinctively located on his clavicle and I smiled running my fingertips over it. "It looks new too." My brows turned up knowingly. "It is, my love. I got it two days ago." I hummed softly with a small tilt of my lips then craned my neck to meet his unforgivingly gorgeous brown eyes. "And it's my favorite so far," he kissed my forehead, "it's a symbol of enlightenment, self-regeneration and rebirth. But most importantly, purity." He smiled and I quirked a brow giggling as Nadei's hands tickled my hip.

Deliberately, carefully, with skill and sustained effort. And underneath it, held so tightly it was barely present, held the way you held something at the bottom of a current with both hands and all your weight, something else entirely. Something that smelled of open ground after rain and running cold water and the particular clean-iron scent that belonged to a bloodline with significant age in it. Not warm-blooded. Not the human register. Something older than both, something that had been here before the categories existed and had continued regardless. I pulled back and looked at her face.

Owen replied and the two guys quickly look at him with curious eyes "But, it will be a little bit difficult" he add immediately not to put their hopes high "I don't care about how difficult it could be, just tell me the solution" Douglas beckons "Well is not that difficult, it can be possible if we find what we need. There is a black lotus that grows once in a century, it is so powerful and can do anything, like bringing a dead person back to life and many other things. It is rare to find and only one of it grows in a century"

The Supremusseum invited the powerhouses to head over to where the Supremusse Lotus was being kept and wait for it to bloom. In the void ahead, there was a rooted lotus. The Supremusse Lotus had stunning and colorful cloud-shaped petals. Even though it had not fully bloomed, it was already a fantastic view.

I ran so far just to reach here and when I was already here, my legs felt heavy as I wasn’t ready to get hit by the unknown reality. Sound of bubbling water hitting the rocks on the edge of the river welcomed me. The streams of rivers were tearing as they were getting hit by the rocks, leading them to pour themself into the deepest waterfall of the ranges. I was surprised to see lotuses blooming at night, spreading their enchanting smell all over the forest. Something really weird is going on. Lotus only bloomers when the ray of light falls on them, then what enlarges them to blossom at night.