The King Of Flowers の小説・ストーリー

Dylan asked Kate one night when they were under a tree. " Yes Dylan. I love him. I want to marry him. I can't do without him." Those words were like daggers that pierce deep in his heart. Dylan had always found it difficult to express his feelings. For centuries, he had bottled up his feelings saying to himself that it wasn't time to let her know. Now,it was too late to tell her. She had found her love elsewhere and the worst thing is that she fell for a human. " You know that your love is forbidden in our kingdom. Humans are weak beings and there will be consequences." Dylan tried to convince her to give up her love but it failed.

Cassia’s Pov Entering this garden felt surreal, and the sight of soldiers guarding it—who didn’t even spare me a glance—was exhilarating. The highlight had to be Larmy the turd, watching me as I walked in, but I couldn’t bring myself to feel proud of my connection with the king. Pride wasn’t really my thing. I was lucky to receive this favour and knew it could be taken away at any moment. The colours of the water flowing from the grand fountain were mesmerizing. I made a mental note to ask the king why they were different colors.

Adrian drew her closer, gently brushing a kiss against the crown of her head. "Sleep, my Princess." Thunder rolled across the sky as the forest fell silent once more. Only the rain remained to bear witness as consciousness slipped away from Claire, and darkness claimed her completely. *****

It was created with golden and silver threads, as though depicting how the flower bloomed in light. "It was called the Crystal Bloom." The elder's voice lowered. "There was only one and it sustained the dragon clans. As our Everlasting Tree sustains us now." The King said coarsely, “You mean chain us to the grave instead of sustain… but please, continue.” Elder Magnus shot the young king a stern look. Yet he decided to continue just as the king had told him too. "Then one spring…,” Elder Magnus continued, "The flower began to wither."

She asked. “About a week. My kingdom had a wildfire and we all had to leave. This is only temporary, “ She nodded in understanding. “Your daughter is beautiful, “ She smiled down at curl headed Emmy smiling up at her. “Thank you. She's my everything, “ “I'm glad to hear that they are finally allowing women to enter the competition Now,” Cora says and shake my head. “Only the person that is king or Queen can enter it can't be married in and I was Queen handed down by My father. They couldn't refuse giving the fact I'm the first female in history to claim the crown,”

Queen Megan's breath quickened, knowing the king was onto her, her earlier excitement had dwindled down, pushing down the lump that had formed in her throat. “Even if we found her, it would not be possible for her to create what she had done. This is because the ingredients she made use of are none existent anymore.” The king's growing anger which she saw through his eyes made her nervous but she continued, “The Dactyls clove flower is the rarest of them all and can only be grown once in a blue moon, and the last plant had been used up to make this pendant.” She hid the part where she had received a gift of a whole bunch from her uncle and it had also been stolen as that would only make the

She pushed it to the back of her mind, where she knew it wouldn’t bother her anymore. Ayla picked up the bouquet and smelled it. The flowers had a delicate scent, and Ayla was starting to love it. She was wondering where in Nordmar they grew when someone knocked on the door. ‘Probably the King,’ Ayla thought, remembering he promised to show her the royal library. “You may enter,” Ayla said, and the door opened. King Rhobart and Milton entered the room. The King stopped in the middle of the room and stared at Ayla. His gaze heated for a few moments before going back to being cold. His eyes fell on the bouquet that was still in her hands. When he said nothing about it, Ayla put the flowers bac

Lucas watched with a blank expression before issuing another order, "Toss her into the pool." Freya shook her head desperately and tried to beg for mercy, but no words would come out of her mouth when she tried to speak. She watched in despair as they grabbed her and tossed her into the pool. What happened at the ceremony spread like wildfire on the internet. "The president of Cadell Corporation killed his daughter for a bastard, and his childhood sweetheart left him!" "Is he the father of the boy or the Devil Incarnate?" "The president of Cadell Corporation is a soulless, sick, and twisted man!"

The king started as if knowing where her thoughts had gone to. "As the hyacinth was your mother's favourite flower, everyone could understand why she did that but I thought it was doing her more harm than good. The flowers not only reminded her of your mother but also her death every time. I had to remove all the ones in the palace, but she was adamant about leaving them in her wing. She grieved your mother so much that she became sick. Your grandmother has been very ill for a long while now, Elena." The king said, facing her.

The servant held an even larger, more extravagant basket overflowing with flowers. The servant gave a respectful bow. "From His Majesty, the king."