"You are the loveliest being ever to Grace this Earth with your alluring aura smelling like a blue lotus, my little princess"
The first time I have someone compare me with a blue lotus was when I was decked with gold and diamonds from head to toe to be presented formally to the court to witness the ever affectionate brother of mine ready to adorn the magnificent throne of panchaal.
"Panchaali, my dearest your feet ever so tender like the stalk of a blue lotus is not fit to dread this walk to the mountain clad in snow. Do you really want to embark on this journey with us again my love?"
And that was the last time I heard someone compare me to a blue lotus. It's an irony of how the first man to compare me with a blue lotus and the last man to compare me were the only one's that made me feel like a blue lotus-unwanted, unloved, unprotected.
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Blue lotus
RomanceMaidens envy my aura vying the blue lotus Scions of my time vie for mere sight of mine Cretins praise my mythical fiery birth from fire The Shrewd eagerly awaits for a predicted downfall Blue lotus I am-untouched, unloved, unprotected And this is m...
