Novel & Cerita Unscramble Flowery

She was hiding from the world. As the day wore on, Lyra began to notice something else. A scent. It was faint, almost imperceptible beneath the stench of stale ale and boiled grease, but it was there. A sweet, cloying, slightly floral scent that clung to Flora’s clothes like a shroud. It was not the scent of lavender and rain. This was something else. Something… wrong. Lyra’s hunter’s instincts went on high alert. It was the scent of a lie, a deception. It was the scent of a poison.

The bright yellow and orange flowers were beautiful and Flora could not help smelling their fresh and minty scent. “Do you know what these are, Nadi?” she asked her daughter who shook her head. “These are called sanaria. I didn’t know that these could repel insects, but they do make the chicken broth taste a lot better.” Rosa probably forgot to put these on her list, thought Flora. “Let’s just pick some of the leaves, Nadi. Don’t get too much from one place or your Uncle Emil will be angry at you.” Flora instructed her daughter.