Akagami no shirayuki/Snow white with red hair
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"Ahhh!" an indignant scream, at last, escaped her tight lips.
" You can do it, My Queen. I know you can. Just push a little more. A little more...." said the appointed midwife, in an encouragi...
"Ohh! I just remembered I've got a gift for my precious baby?"
Zen said while slipping his hand into the white fur of his robe. His slim brows cocked when he couldn't find the gift for a second. But then, the next moment, his face lit up just like a child who found his lost treasure. Carefully, he let out his hand which now held a beautiful wreath made of white and blue wisteria flowers entwined on a willow scaffold.
"Here you go! A wisteria crown for the Princess of Zen Wisteria," he said with a lovely smile and a little chuckle, gently placing the wreath on the princess's head.
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Sparkles flickered in the princess' emerald spheres as if stars had descended to the Earth just to be the exclusive ambassadors of young souls' excitement. Eagerly, she extended her arms overhead and lightly tickled the delicate petals; the cold moister cuddled with the smooth fair skin of her fingertips. Without her knowing, a light giggle shone across her rosy cheeks.
"It's so beautiful, Daddy!" her face bloomed just like those flowers that had just swum in the champagne of youth and even given their breath away to pour a soul into someone else.
"Daddy!"
"Uhm!"
"You know, this wreath is just like you."
"Ohh! Is it because they have blue colour just like my eyes?" zen said, pointing his finger towards one of his eyes. "Or because my hair colour matches with white flowers?" Now, his hand impatiently brushed a few of his hair strands that fell onto his forehead.
"Partly,"
"Uh! How come partly?" Zen raised a sceptical brow.
"Number one; they have beauty like yours."
She proudly held her index finger in the air, as if she was so sure of her statement that she could prove it right away if asked. Then, after a while, supported it with her middle finger and continued in a confident tone.
"Number two; they are gentle just like you..."
Her cheeks flushed light pink as the flashes of those sweet moments that she spent with her father, ran through her little head. She treasured them like they were her greatest asset. Except for the time when Zen had to leave the castle for inspection or attend a Royal meeting, he was always found cuddling with the princess. So, when she remembered that day when he avoided her for the whole day but then at night appeared before her with a self-baked cake which he had prepared for her birthday, she felt so delighted that her face lightened with a giggle.
Those moments were truly beautiful. Just like these flowers, she wondered. Then, suddenly, a thought kicked her, and instantly the flush on her cheeks evaporated into thin air. Her eyes dropped their gaze and the angelic smile flew away.
"What in the world made her sad?"
The whole room fell into dead silence. Shirayuki and Zen looked at each other with addled gazes. Obi and the Head Pharmacist looked at the young princess with worried expressions. No one knew the cause of the princess's gloom.
