A Lonely Flower

A Lonely Flower

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The story of A Lonely Flower. "The people want to know. What is your favourite flower?" She asked. A question I dread. What do you think of when you hear the word "Flower"? Beauty? Grace? Perfection? A sight that brings Hope? A sight that brings Joy? Well to me the word flower itself is a prison. A prison I can't seem to escape from. Remember all those lovely thoughts you had answering my question? Take them, step on them, chop them up, toss them in a bin and burn them. Your result is what I think. The complete opposite of what you thought. That's what I think. So, knowing this, how could I possibly have a favourite flower. But if I said that, I wouldn't be perfect. I wouldn't be Gardenia's Brightest Flower. But I want to be honest so I'll think about the consequences later, "Ha-ha. Ironically... I don't like flowers." "What?" The interviewer seemed shocked. "You heard it here first folks!  Rose Fleur, Gardenia's brightest flower doesn't like flowers!" I answered the rest of the questions then the interview ended. While leaving my elder sister confronted me, "What the hell was that?" "What?" "You don't like flowers!? How could the person with the nickname The Brightest Flower, whose name is Rose Flower not like flowers!?" She was upset. But I still wanted to be honest, "It's only the truth." "How many times do I have to tell you? You are famous! People don't care about the truth. They want to hear what is expected of you!" She scolded me. "Yeah... My thoughts and ideas... don't matter." "Exactly! You should have just said roses as we practised." "What's done is done." I wanted to end the conversation as soon as possible. "Right, but it won't happen again."
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A legendary King who saved their kingdom from brutal invaders and the humble brahmin's (ascetic) daughter. • King gets obsessed with her and forcefully marry her. • Strong female lead x Love sick Male lead. • FL tries to get revenge for what he does to her, follow the journey to see if she can escape from him, or fall for him. • Geographical location is Kashmir. ••• "Will you fight me too, your majesty?" A commanding voice cut through the crowd, drawing all eyes to the arena. At once, everyone knelt. "Hail to the savior of Kali Kingdom!" Shivani's gaze shifted, meeting her husband's smirking eyes. Dressed in green, he stood at the edge, watching her like a hunter sizing up his prey. Her smile faded, replaced by cold resolve. "I am not a warrior, Maharaja," she stated. "Just a teacher. My work here is done." "Rise," he ordered softly, eyes still locked on hers. As the men stood, he stepped forward, his smile deepening. "I, too, wish to learn. I shall pay a suitable fees. Don't worry." Her jaw tightened. "I have nothing to teach the great King," she said, laced with sarcasm. "I'm just a mere woman correcting mistakes-while you, of course, are flawless." Unfazed, he removed his rings one by one, handing them to a servant. "It's a humble request, Maharani. Please teach me. How can you judge my skill without facing me?" Her grip on the sword tightened. He had struck a nerve. "Fine," she snapped. With a sharp swing, she stepped back, putting space between them. A sword was placed in his hand. With a slight nod, he raised it, ready for battle. • • •

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