The King Of Flowers の小説・ストーリー

Some minutes passed, I tried to convince myself he would leave any moment now, but each time I looked back, he remained. Isn’t he the king and aren’t they always busy, Especially him, with a kingdom this big, shouldn’t he be elsewhere? Or even beside his mate who had slipped to coma. I shook my head, ignoring him. I leaned forward toward the tall pedestal, stretching my arm and rising onto my toes to pluck the wilted flower, suddenly my foot slipped.

He turned away abruptly, and a few yards away an unusual-shaped flower caught his eye. ‘Dr McCormick? Can you tell me what this is? 5 He moved off, taking the press, Electra, and everyone else with him. Ileana, perforce, had to give up her place next to the botanist. When she saw where the King was heading, Electra felt herself tense. Things had been going so well . . . Until now! Damn, why did Koki’Hana have to pick that one, out of the score of flowers in the hot-house?

"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 had been the one to make the decision, and whatever Sam said would only have made a small difference in this matter. In the King's palace in the middle of the capital city, where the last snow still melted on the roofs, there was a big flower garden that never withered all year long. Rows and rows of dark red roses, white and yellow lilies, and blue hydrangeas enclosed a small golden pavilion in their middle like a seashell hiding it's pearl.

I add. He turns to me. “Lilies? The same lilies that we have abundant in Winterwood?” “Yes. When I came here it was a shock to me as well. For some reason the soil here can't grow the flowers, but it's been carefully cultivated in the greenhouse.” “Let me guess, the King heard lilies were your favourite flowers and he made sure that they were specially cultivated?” His voice has a subtle mockery I can't ignore. “You say it like it's a bad thing.”

"You are heartless Galore." "Flower, you know very well that I have a mate and a son. I don't have time for this nonsense, get rid of it." "You know you have a wife and son and yet you slept with me?" Flower said. "You are whore who had gladly opened her legs for me knowing fully well that I have a beautiful mate and son. I'm at war, flower, I need to concentrate." Turning her back on him as the ground beneath them began to turn to ice but that didn't scare the King.

“So why would the king want to bind one of his own powers? It doesn’t make sense.” “Elder Soki told me during our first year in the Middle, that these flowers were special, and only for the king,” Sophia shook her head from side to side. “But, seeing the reaction Jasper had from just touching its nectar, the king definitely isn’t using this on himself.” Leaning back, Gilly placed her hand upon her chin and squished up her face in thought as Sophia continued. “Don’t think too deeply, girl, my tests will answer all of our…”

"I'm trying very hard right now to remain civil and not lose my cool, but as you can imagine, I'm feeling quite..." "Enraged? Betrayed? Upset?" Alex listed off the words, a cocky smile on his face. Did he think this was funny? "Have you heard of Foxglove?" The King asked, ignoring his son completely. The tone of his voice was so cool and casual, I couldn't believe that we were discussing the fact that they had slipped something into my drink. "It's such a beautiful flower," Alex continued, turning his gaze to look out the windows in the garden. "Very sweet to the taste too. Quite addicting. It tricks your brain into thinking it's good for you."

Flora could not help but try to look deeper into them, feeling lost inside. The darkness was so deep that there was no turning back. She gulped, unable to turn her gaze away. The king frowned as he said, "Miss..." He paused as if he were trying to recall her name. She quickly spoke, "F-Flora." He nodded his head and continued, "Miss Flora is really good at fighting.” She parted her lips, hearing praise from the king. The King saw her reaction and grinned evilly. As she looked at the curve in the corner of his lips, she bit her lower lip and stared at it. She blinked, trying to compose herself.

I thought the flower was shattered in pieces now after Doctor Juno took its roots away while the Mages extracted something from its stem and petals, but now the flower was whole again. It was a claw-shaped flower with white and red colored petals which hangs facing downward. Violet caressed the queen’s face so lovingly and slowly; she opened Kate’s mouth. She crushed the flower as she started chanting. She poured the flower which had turned into dust inside Kate’s mouth. The knights and the guests who had been infuriated by what Violet was doing to the queen attempted to catch her, but the king stopped them when he raised his hand. He stood still beside Mira; hope was written in their eyes a