Lucius watched his fiancé from across the sprawling Manor lawn and couldn't help but smile a bit as his heart beat contentedly in his chest; it was full of so much love he thought it would surely burst. Over the past few weeks he couldn't help but fall even more in love with her, if that was even possible. She had a new glow about her; her skin seemed to be flushed a very gorgeous and subtle shade of pink all of the time lately, and Lucius adored it. She was definitely feeling her pre-wedding glow. Lucius had heard rumors of brides-to-be acting monstrous over the stress of wedding planning, but Aria was the complete opposite. Walking sunshine as usual.
She was currently looking at flower options for the wedding. Lucius had of course let her plan the wedding and all of the details to her liking, however he had insisted that they utilize his high-profile contacts in the Wizarding World to provide them with the most magical wedding imaginable. For today he had summoned one of France's most celebrated and popular florists, Gabriel Sorrel, to come and show Aria some options for the flowers for their wedding. Aria had mentioned that she had been so amazed at the countless stunning roses Lucius had gotten for her on Valentines Day, and he had told her they had come from Gabriel's flower emporium in Paris.
It was a crisp and cold early afternoon, but the sun shown bright and luminous all around the grounds of the Manor. Gabriel had set out on the vast front lawn of the Manor dozens of stunning floral samples of what Aria and Lucius could potentially have at their wedding. Gabriel himself was very excited, not only for his previous expertise of working with the Malfoy family, but because this wedding was surely to be one of the most prominent the Wizarding World had ever known.
Lucius watched Aria from afar still, and was very pleased as he saw her smile grow and grow at the sight of so many gorgeous flowers, most of the designs incorporating various types of roses. Gabriel was trying to impress her with a display of rather vibrant purple roses, but Lucius knew what Aria would end up loving. The second he had seen Gabriel magically conjure up the display, Lucius knew that is what Aria would choose. The display was nothing but the purest and most fluffy-soft looking peonies and roses in the most crisp white Lucius had ever seen, the same flowers he had gotten Aria on the night he had proposed to her in the hidden little cupid-fountain area of the Manor gardens. Sure enough, Aria smiled politely at Gabriel but refused the vibrant purple flowers and instead walked over to the white peonies and roses. Lucius smiled to himself; he knew it.
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Soulmates at First Sight
RomanceWhen American witch, Aria De La Cour, begins her new job at the Ministry of Magic in England, her mentor is none other than dashing and seductive ex-dark wizard, Lucius Malfoy. The connection and bond that they form transcends even the most powerful...