Year 1915 -
She stand stiff. Her heart was throbbing unease inside her chest whilst she vividly gaze into the red piercing eyes of the stranger.
Her mind went haze as she inclined her head and confusingly stare back at the familiar features of the...
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Her e/c eyes glittered with amazement as she look at the various eye-catching flowers in front of her.
"This one is a Kiku." Muzan took the flower by his own hand. He mildly sniffs the scent, taking its fine aroma through his refined nose.
"It represents longevity and rejuvenation, lady y/n." The young lord says whilst he was eventually amused to see the great astonishment shown on the face of the young noble lady.
"And this is one of my favourites," He says with his soft, pacific voice that seemed to fill the ears of y/n, making her suddenly realized she had been gaping at the young lord beside her.
"It's called Suisen, they bloom from late winter season until into late spring." He gave a coy smile and he took the white-yellow flower then he let it slip to y/n's hand.
"This flower means respect." His soothing voice trails whilst y/n continue to stare in an awestruck manner in front of Muzan.
"They are all beautiful." She softly says and her hand tracing the smooth lovely petals.
Y/n was startled when she suddenly felt the comforting warmth of Muzan's hand, wrapped onto hers, but it did not last long when the young lord retracted his own hand and turned up his head to watch the thin white clouds that were slowly moving in motion up in the sky.
"My lord, are you some sort of a herbalist?" She promptly asked with her usual soft and timid voice. This instantly made the young man look over at her and chuckled.
"And what made you say that?" He was regaled from the abruptness of the court lady.
Y/n watched, Muzan's soft silent laugh seems to hold the utter attention in her eyes as her fingers have started to mindlessly fumble on her worn red brocade uwagi.
"I- I just quite assumed since I've noticed that you are very knowledgeable by the name and meaning of these flowers." She murmurs and now that she can feel the sudden odd fluttering of her heart, making her instantly gulp her own breath.
"Every living thing has its purpose and so, I want to know the tale behind their existence." He calmly told her.
"Just like these flowers that have survived in my garden. That is why I endeavored to study and know each of their meanings." Muzan fixed his eyes on the timid y/n and observe the way she have started to avoid his gaze.
"Are you shy?" The young lord narrowed his eyes. The amused reaction was never withdrawn from his fair face. The court lady outright felt her own cheeks, flushing in a deep color of red after she has heard the blunt question of the young lord.
Y/n vigorously waved both hands in defense and nervously smiled at him.
"N-No! I'm not.. Well, maybe a bit.." She gulps hard as she slowly glances over at the young lord. "But I do appreciate your presence here with me, my lord." She murmurs and y/n's face fell from the utter embarrassment she immediately felt towards him.
