#( yuna is just thriving when someone gives her flowers so this ?? )

[fcarher]

↪ PROPMPTED       --------------   ( FLOWER ) putting a flower in mine’s hair.     ACCEPTING  

                    ＳＥＤＵＣＴＩＯＮ ＳＴＡＲＴＥＲＳ

                    SITTING AMIDST A POOL OF velvet fabric, UNCARING if it were to turn up dirty; her father, for compensation purposes, had installed a forged tree to stand amidst the other faked greenery. it was NOT much but it sure made the FORGETTING about certain events easier; the way its branches & feathery leaves SHIELDED the woman from any light sources that were to usually blind her; the way it had smelled of OUTSIDE when the guards had brought it in. yuna’s heart felt a LITTLE lighter; a little happier; a little more like a normal girl. with a SIGH had she fell against it; due to her light weight, there was NOT one thought of worry that it could potentially fall or land onto her.  if she were to JUST close her eyes & imagine herself to reside somewhere, no matter where, far away...

                    SILENCE FAILED HER, THE squeaking of the old wooden door just couldn’t go unnoticed by her tentative ears. & yet, her FEATURES remained soft when those bright, ALMOST hellish, eyes settled onto a familiar figure. he wouldn’t even be able to close the door BEFORE a smile already painted those plump pink lips in a livelier COLOR; gestures of her hands had followed, EXCITED to show how BEAUTIFUL her little garden had now looked.  ❛ doesn’t it look more alive now ? ❜ a QUERY; one that was hopefully to be responded with the same positive mindset she had harbored, just sitting there.

                      RIGHT HAND WAS USED TO pat the ground next to her; an order ? more of an invitation than ANYTHING; she wanted to share the peace & serenity. however, BEFORE he had settled next to her, with a QUICK movement of his hand, almost unnoticed; a red windflower had been tucked BEHIND her ear. a SIMPLE gesture had it been; & yet, she hadn’t known him too be so SOFT. harsh words, insults & more things alike were usually exchanged between the TWO & thus, this being a surprise would have been an understatement. a FLUSTERED & totally bewildered princes had been the result; gaze cast towards her CONCEALED legs. yuna’s chaotic mind had been FIGHTING with herself; was her being thankful enough ? was there a hidden meaning behind this ? ❛ i hope this is not some kind of joke, nezumi... ❜ eyeing the male beside her with CAREFUL eyes, still cautious of his actions. ❛ because i really do love flowers so... ❜ the COLOR upon her face only deepened with every syllable she had spoken. EYES had been rummaging through the room, fumbling for words to BETTER express herself; how troublesome! ❛ what i mean to say is....thank you. ❜ & withal, the SMILE had still been present; one that beamed of life unforeseen of the undead princess; one that had lightened the room if it was to be dark. it seemed genuine; just this once; her beauty was overshadowed by the weight of a single SMILE. but where had this source lain ? within the SIMPLE gesture of nezumi; one that could see through the royal facade of a brat. one that saw a human; no less. 

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[royaletiquette]

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            “misfortune?” pale finger grazed the stem of a rose, the glint of crimson irises remaining rather dull as her gaze focused on the beautiful & healthy color of the budding flower. it was like she held the very essence of life in the palm of her hand; so exquisite yet so fragile. only a little more pressure & it would break in half; maybe that’s why she felt so drawn to flowers & plants? they reminded her of the very person she had become. “maybe it’s more than that.” a shrug of her shoulders was given; not because she didn’t care but because she didn’t know if her words even mattered. after all, she wasn’t as well versed as the prince in royal affairs; always kept in the dark; always hidden in the shadows. “…power & riches tend to make most men lazy.” a mumble, barely audible. “ at least, that’s what i heard.” from maids; butlers & others in passing whispers. 

            blinking in response to the tap, the expression within her eyes changed back to that of excitement. it was quite easy to get her in the highest of spirits, yet only a few bothered to even try; most of them were content with her usual lifeless shell-like existence. it was easier to take care of; easier to maintain; easier to keep; as one would see a porcelain doll like herself. “oh!” eyes grew twice the size when landing on the flowers hibiya had pointed to; she has never seen those before! “they’re very pretty…” one of her hands reaches for them, gently grazing against the lilac petals before falling back to her side. a deep breathe spills from her lips as they curl into a warm smile. “it is a shame, truly, but sometimes their fragility & momentary beauty is what’s most exquisite about them.” her gaze trails back to the prince, hands folded atop her dress.             “i’ve read about them before…they symbolize cheerfulness & goodwill.” a chuckle before she takes a step to the side; watchful stare jumping between the array of flowers & hibiya himself. “when someone gifts another person those flowers, it is meant to encourage them & bring joy. it is quite sweet what such simple gestures could mean, right?” she pauses; stopping herself mid-thought. “oh, i didn’t mean to ramble…it’s probably just unnecessary & boring information, anyways. would you like to get some?” 

A brief moment of genuine softness from the prince, admiring how the flower stood out from the rest. Taken out of the small hypnotism when Yuna's hand reached for the pedal, his stare following the touch back to her before her eyes seemed to do the same. He found humor in how she, twice now, felt the need to reach out and touch the plant life, testing its legitimacy. Curious, it was never something he thought to do himself. Hibiya always felt like plants in general, but especially flowers, were more things to be looked at, otherwise handled only if it was required for maintenance. He found himself studying her again, watching her best attempt to give proper attention to the prince, but clearly wishing to have her focus elsewhere. 

A surprised hum at the information as if it was something new, not wishing to put a damper once again on the mood. Hibiya kept quiet, a quick thought shut down at the concern that he may have looked bored listening to her, then remembered Yunaeisha’s fatal flaw. “No, you have a few more minutes before I would count that as rambling.” Gentle and honest reassurance. “I can’t say I ever planned on buying anything aside from maybe seeds, but if you would like, I’ll purchase something for you if you would want to look around some more first then decide.” Another gesture to allow her to look around freely, almost eager to see what she would pick if anything at all. 

“Although, with what you said earlier. I kind of admired the growth of plants more than the blooming itself.” A weak shrug before continuing. “You see a flower bloom, it feels the same all around, but some struggle or thrive more than others to get to that point first. I always found that part more interesting.” As much as he was on her about her lack of self-worth, it seemed it was Hibiya’s turn for his confidence to falter. Nothing embarrassing or a thought he wouldn’t wish to share, more so an idea he never thought to share before.