Roses Palace Novels & Stories

he called her again. The queen ignored him and continued walking, his eyes on the opening in front of her and what he could see beyond it. The palace of the priestesses, a structure of white stone stood out in all its magnificence. The outer walls covered with plants and flowers that released a sweet scent, the pointed roofs of the various wings were supported by colorful columns on which the branches of the rose gardens climbed along the entire surface. He approached another step as he pointed with his eyes at the entrance of the palace. The wooden door was closed, no one was around. On the steps leading to the porch there were red leaves, fallen from the trees that beautifully enriched tha

Getting the work done and staying out of trouble should be easy enough. I didn’t understand until a little later what Madame’s warnings were for… … We spent the rest of the day with our first task of cleaning up one of the gardens on the palace grounds. I had never seen a garden this large, or this elaborately decorated before in my life. There were marble sculptures of angels everywhere along with rose bushes. The red roses blooming all around the garden made the place breathtaking beautiful. However, the tree around shed too many leaves and that was where we came in.

he whispered to her as they walked inside the mansion. Aldrin didn't answer him right away, he was carefully observing their surroundings and seemed to be staring at him evilly. "Wow! is this really a house or a palace?" said Bea when she looked up at the ceiling with an abstract pattern and around them there were paintings on display. "Let's leave now." Suddenly the young man said to him. "Huh? but we just entered. Aren't you going to show your mom?" "Let's just go." He held her tightly by the hand and pulled her out of the mansion but they were stunned for a moment when they met Stephen.

She asked. "It's rose essential oil, extracted from red rose flowers from the Imperial garden, if you love it we could make more for your everyday bath." "Do you only make roses? Are the other types?" "Yes, your highness, the imperial garden has many flowers. Tulips, osmanthus, rose, sunflowers, and hibiscus. All flowers are always available." "I would love to visit there, will you take me?" "Yes, we're your maids, we are assigned to go take you anywhere you want and always be at your service."

Getting back on my feet, I made my way towards the bath where a few other maids were waiting for me already as the intoxicating smell of roses became a part of the atmosphere. I got out of the bath smelling myself as the sharp scent of roses had deeply penetrated my skin. Water dripped down my fair skin as I stood up and walked away from the bath. When I was done with everything, I saw a maid bringing an extravagant light pink gown which had white butterflies and flowers decorated all over the bodice as the skirt was quite puffy and pretty. I noticed that Mrs.Hanzah tied the corset a bit tighter than usual. My hair was styled into a formal braided bun as I looked marvelous. Walking towards t

This place looks almost the same as Jack's house, at first glance, white and glass, the materials that dominate this atmosphere. Arriving upstairs, my eyes immediately fell on the eternal rose hanging in the air, it was in the middle of the open ballroom. Right hanging in front of a painting of a green wheat field. The Eternal rose I have is golden in color with long stalks without thorns, and only has leaves that are similar to glitter. It has a rosebud blooming on each petal, studded with small diamonds of the same color.

The Royal Rose was one of the most exclusive tea rooms in the city, a place where the wealthy and the connected gathered to see and be seen. The décor was all pale pink and gold leaf, with crystal chandeliers and fresh roses on every table. The clientele was almost entirely female socialites and heiresses and the wives of powerful men.

Although it was difficult to come to terms with them being gone, there was an unexplainable force that led me to this location. As I approached the house, I saw it was abandoned but still habitable, and it seemed to yearn for my return after all these years. Still the flowers from the garden were so bloomed and fresh. White roses, just like my mother liked. I couldn’t help it, and a tear rolled down my cheek. I took a deep breath before stepping inside, and revealing a world so frozen in time. “Excuse me, miss, but what are you doing here?” I heard a voice coming from behind me.

I breathed. "A sign of hope," Sebastian murmured, stepping closer to examine the rare bloom. "Moon Roses only appear at moments of cosmic significance. They haven't been seen since the fall of the Royal kingdoms." The silvery-blue flower continued to grow before our eyes, unfurling delicate petals that seemed to capture and reflect the light in an almost impossible way. As it reached full bloom, a subtle fragrance filled the room, clean and pure, like the first breath of air after a cleansing rain.

He leaned in closer, watching as new words began to form on the page: “Leon, come to the Queen’s Garden. —Rose.” The message jolted him fully awake. He sat up straight, his mind clearing as urgency took hold. Wasting no time, he dressed quickly and headed out. The Queen’s Garden was tucked away in a secluded corner of the palace grounds, far removed from the cold, oppressive atmosphere that loomed over the rest of the city. Here, it felt like stepping into a hidden paradise. The garden bloomed with life, an oasis of beauty amidst the desolation. Golden sunlight, cast by a magically conjured sky, poured over every inch of the garden. A vibrant sea of blossoms stretched out before him, with vi