The Flower Room Novels & Stories

Flora took Rosa’s hands and squeezed them tightly, but the cook shook her hand away from Flora’s grasp. “Get up! Get up from the floor!” Rosa commanded Flora. “I will tell you where your daughter is.” Flora stood up, her hands clasped tightly together. She looked at Flora pleadingly. “You will find your daughter at the room of the three sisters,” said Rosa flatly. “Where–?” Flora began. “You know where it is! The room in the south wing where you found the guest, Mr. Renan,” said Rosa. Flora remembered the room all too well, how could she forget!

The next Morning Sky woke and her jovial mood turned into a thrilled one with the sight of the room’s decoration, which was covered with all kinds of flowers. “Wow, Stee, there are so many flowers in my room. It’s so beautiful,” Sky said. She was very excited at the first sight of the room, and Steve was silently adoring her face. Sky got down from the bed and started touching flowers happily, sniffing rose flowers in taking its fragrance, then took one red rose from the bouquet and started caressing her face with it while giggling. “Stee, I love these flowers, they are so beautiful.” Sky was repeating this line, again and again, twirling around in the room like she got her treasure.

He added leaving us alone… Stefan I shared same look and pushed opened door… I must say I was little taken a back when I entered the room…although it was ancient room with worn out walls and old furniture but it was fully covered in flower pots, literally there were flower pots on windows, floor, wall frames…I couldn’t count but there must be more then 100 of different flowers here… “God…it smells amazing…” Stefan whispered and I couldn’t agree more…I took a brief minute to wander my eyes through blinding colorfulness until my eyes stopped a slender figure sitting by side of bed busy reading something….. I shared a look with Stefan before walking inside carefully

It was all strangely calming and ecstatic. “Excuse me!” I stopped the last maid, who kept the last flower vase, and was about to leave the room. She turned and looked at me. “Yes, my lady?” “T-these flowers?” “Alpha Amor ordered your room to be turned into a garden. If you have any more cravings for the next five days, please let us know. Except for leaving this room, all your requests are granted beforehand by him.” My mood lit up. I smiled, looking at the flowers all around me.

I instantly felt my temple vein throb. "Oh, she's on the seventh," she replied, slightly covering her mouth to giggle. I stared at her in disbelief. "But... I thought that the seventh floor was VIP-only?" "Yes!" she sang merrily, "Your grandma is in the Rose Room now." I tilted my head to one side, my lips twitching in a wry smile. "What's a Rose Room?" She cackled. "It's the most beautiful… and the most expensive room in our clinic. A few female actresses have stayed there before."

I learned that whoever this room belonged to was not in it. Had not been in it since before I arrived. The room was maintained in the specific way of a life in storage, present in every object and absent in every quality that made objects into habitation. The cedar smell. The precise arrangement of things. The bed that Lydia changed on schedule not because anyone had slept in it but because the schedule was the schedule. Whoever had said take her to my chambers had not come back to see what they had caught. I told myself this was tactically interesting and nothing else.

She is the one who consciously allows her image to deteriorate to the point where it is no longer acceptable. The place where the room made of glass can be found is in the garden. The interior of the glass room is illuminated by the soft sunlight that streams through the ceiling, transforming the area into a dreamlike setting. The room was not hot at all, but inside it was surprisingly cool and filled with a gentle floral scent. Drake assisted Miren in sitting down in the chair. He immediately introduced himself with a smile as he sat down next to her. “Do you think this room is very beautiful? I built it and dedicated it to you. This can be considered as my wedding gift for you, you can com

"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.

To make it short, Celine X’s antidote is the Kentoki flower that grows without sunlight. Alas! I found the last clue I need to end everything. It is the Kentoki flower that is growing inside this hidden room. I looked around and set my trembling eyes onto the white flower which makes my head very dizzy. Slowly, I raised my hand to get one. But someone held my wrist. “Master.”

She said glancing at me for a second before going inside the veiled room. I wouldn't say I wasn't shocked. Maybe more than that. I don't remember telling her my name. Maybe the flower woman told her that I would be coming? Whatever the reason was, she didn't look that harmful. Taking a glance at the man behind the counter, who was now busy in reading a novel, I parted the curtains to get inside. The room was really small, just like a storeroom should be. It's walls were painted a darker shade of purple with an only table in the middle with various cards on it. The woman was seated on a chair as if she had all the time in this world.