His Favourite Flower[ON HOLD]

His Favourite Flower[ON HOLD]

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Dalam sebuah kerajaan yang megah, Desmond Aldrich adalah putera mahkota yang disanjung tetapi sering dibebani tanggungjawab sebagai pewaris takhta. Hidupnya yang teratur mula berubah apabila seorang wanita asing, Aveline Rose, tiba secara misteri di wilayah kerajaannya. Aveline, dengan kehadirannya yang penuh teka-teki, menjadi buah mulut rakyat. Namun, di sebalik senyuman lembutnya, dia menyimpan rahsia yang mampu menggoncang kerajaan. Eiden, yang terpikat dengan keberanian dan kecantikan wanita itu, mendapati dirinya terjebak dalam konflik antara tugasnya sebagai putera mahkota dan perasaannya yang semakin mendalam terhadap Aveline. Ketika musuh-musuh kerajaan mula bertindak, Aveline menunjukkan dirinya bukan sekadar wanita biasa. Dia memiliki pengetahuan dan kemahiran yang melampaui dugaan, menimbulkan persoalan tentang asal usulnya. Bersama-sama, Eiden dan Aveline perlu mengharungi pengkhianatan, misteri, dan persekongkolan politik yang mengancam kestabilan kerajaan. Adakah cinta mereka mampu mengatasi semua halangan, atau adakah rahsia Aveline akan menjadi punca perpecahan? Dalam dunia yang penuh intrik dan bahaya, kisah mereka akan menentukan nasib takhta dan masa depan mereka berdua.
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I was foolish and young, and I had gotten myself neck deep into this assasiantion plot, and into this - whatever this was, between myself and Darius. He was a betrothed man, that I knew. He was to marry, and that was that. I could never come between him and his Queen, not when I was no more than some low - bred peasant, good for nothing but service. "I don't love Princess Ophera," Darius began, his voice wavering. I looked up then, and our eyes locked. Navy blue met cerulean in a dance of colour, as beautiful as the rolling waves or the bright blue sky. "I have never wanted this life for myself. Ever since I was younger, all I wanted was - I know this will sound stupid -" A bitter laugh. I leaned forward and gripped his hands in my own, willing curiosity into my face, hoping to comfort him. It seemed to work, for he continued to speak. "I love to play the violin. I wanted to be a world famous violinist, renowned for my art." I smiled at the vulnerability, even as pain tugged through me. How could I be so stupid, to never consider that he might have hobbies of his own? I had not painted since my book was stolen, but that didn't mean I couldn't start up again. "Will you play for me sometime? The violin?" "I will. My Mother loved the violin as well," His gaze turned distant, somber. I squeezed his hands in reassurance, and he smiled slightly. "Tell me about your Mother."

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