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I smiled at him but he did not return it back, his eyes narrowed at the collection of flowers before him, taking a pink camellia from the bunch, “And this flower?” I rack my brains, trying to remember what Vivian has said only to come into realization that it was Caelum who gave me the meaning of that particular flower. “That’s a pink camellia – it’s when you are…longing for someone.” I can feel my neck and cheeks burning up as I said those words.

"Her majesty, I saw her in the passage near the Falling River. She was seriously injured and there was a flower with her." "What flower?" Amnisty doesn't answer right away. She and the queen already talked about this situation but they need to do it again to inform Dealla. She sighs before answering. I hate repeating. "It's Peony." "Oh, what a nice flower and it's the favorite of our friend, Amnisty. Right?" "You're right, her majesty." "Since you don't remember your name, darling. How about I'll name you Peony? Is it fine with you?" The queen strokes some strands of Dealla's hair. She puts it behind her ear. The queen stares at Dealla’s face.

He held the power to bring a smile to my face when I was going through unbearable pain. It glowed lighter. revealing a pair of eyes, it was also a part of a burning fire. My lower lip trembles from all the emotions consuming me, he was here he was holding me. I couldn't speak and just stared at him. A black wing sparking with an amber glow rested on my forehead and a bright red flower landed on my chest, cracking sparkles around it. I had read about it in the Herbology book. FlammaFlos! It's a powerful plant and the Queen of Faerie guards them. I saw Cassandra but her sight wasn't clear. It's given for a new life.

he reiterated. "Yes," I replied. "Recently, I found solace in tending to flowers as a hobby... their fragrances, especially those of hydrangeas, captivate me. Not only do they smell nice, but they're colorful. Most of its colors symbolize love, harmony and peace. I also learned from a book that hydrangea represents gratitude, grace and beauty. You can call me a floraphile."

When there’s finally a lull in drink orders, I walk over to Cassandra. “Hey, Cass, can I ask you something?” “Sure you can,” she says while wiping down the bar. “You love plants and gardening and all that jazz; could you tell me what flower this is?” I ask, pulling out my phone and showing her a picture of the flowers Jartre sent me. She glances at the picture and smiles, “Oh, those are beautiful! Those are called aster. Did someone give those to you?” “My boyfriend did,” I say, beam with pride, even though calling Jartre my boyfriend feels weird.

I opened my gate and, after locking it, I noticed a flower on the floor. I picked the flower known as Lily of the Valley floor. A flower that represents sweetness and the return of happiness. And a small note was attached to it. 'I like you because you are so sweet and cute in every way, and I want you to be happy.' The text implies. I looked around and couldn't find anyone, so I decided to go on, only to come across another flower, a lavender flower, which means love at first sight.

There was something ethereal in the tilt of his head, the smoldering coals that flickered in his eyes, and the unwavering intensity of his gaze upon her. A shiver of anticipation coursed through her veins, electrifying her senses. "I must show you the flower," he declared. "What flower?" She moistened her lips, savoring the lingering taste of their kiss and yearning for more. "It hails from the old country, a variant of carnivorous monkshood that acts as a potent aphrodisiac for human women." "And you possess this flower?" The idea intrigued her, igniting her curiosity. "I do. It thrives at the heart of the labyrinth outside. I can guide you to it."

I also got to understand that we are free to go home however we like but we must either be in the kitchen during work hours or in our rooms in between breaks. I was nervous and excited about everything and couldn’t wait to see what the future held for me. I went to the garden to take a stroll in the evening, savoring the sweet-smelling flowers and the beautiful ambiance of the garden when I spotted a white stem flower. It was extremely rare and I remember mum teaching me the knowledge of this flower and its healing properties. A lot of people were not aware but it also gave a rich and distinct flavor to food. I decided that I would use this flower to make my soup for Alpha Waylen and I know

Everything was normal at first, just walking, then some conversations here and there. But soon they started seeing more tall tress and flowers. Luna tensed up at the sound of a loud squeal. Adrenaline kicking into her bloodstream as her eyes frantically s an for any sign of danger. Only breathing a sign of relief when they fell on Daliah. Squealing and jumping in front of a red big flower. She'd say it's the biggest flower she had ever seen in her life. "It's a Refflesia Arnoldii." She looked back at the team with glowing eyes. Croaking a brow at the confused expression they all shared. "Refflesia Arnoldii....the biggest flower in the world."

"This flower is as rare as you." I gasp when I realize it isn’t a rose. "Levi, this is a Middlemist Red... how on earth did you get this?" "I know someone working at the London Botanical Garden, who got permission to cut a flower and ship it here. They..." I finish the sentence for him. "Have one of the two remaining flowers in the world." I look at the beautiful rose-like flower. "Oh, it’s so beautiful, Levi." "Not as beautiful as you, my love." He takes my hand and kisses it. "Put on some clothes. I have something to show you."