Book 12.1: Chapter 2
The front of the Imperial Palace was a lawn that was neatly trimmed and maintained. The planning was neat, and the design was perfect. Behind it was a flower garden. Aforementioned flower garden was Vyvyan’s personal flower garden. It was situated between the imperial guard’s and Shadow Squad’s camps. Although she wasn’t against outsiders entering it, everybody respected her; nobody dared to enter on their own accord unless she explicitly said they could.
Lucia admired the various flowers in the garden. She cheerfully walked around on the lush grass and shrubs. The air in the garden was very fragrant. Her eyes took in an assortment of flowers. It was as if all of the unique and precious plants in the elven lands were there in the flower garden. The fragrance in the flower garden relaxed one’s entire body. Lucia really liked flowers and plants, so the garden was essentially heaven to her.
Lucia continued walking forward. Behind the long corridor built from trees was a soft lawn. In the centre of the lawn was a huge flower. Lucia had never seen such a pretty flower. The flower petals were as colourful as a rainbow. It had seven flower petals that were all different colours. The flower was pretty and seemed to emit a crystal light underneath the sunlight, too.
“Wouldn’t this be a lamp at night?” thought Lucia.
Lucia looked at the flower and ran over. The closer she got, the more prominent the scent of the flower grew. While the scent was very prominent, it didn’t cause one to suffer nasal irritation. It was as if it turned the air close by into the scent. Every breath intoxicated her. Lucia couldn’t resist the urge to approach the flower and stroke the petals.
The flower petal jolted. It seemed as though the crystal light shinned onto her face. She could see this world at this close range. Lucia couldn’t resist the urge to take in deep breaths, taking in the fragrance of the flower. The flower seduced her to touch it and smell it. Lucia couldn’t hold herself back from reaching out and grabbing the stem. She then yanked it out.
Just as Lucia went to smell the flower, a despairing cry came from ahead: “What are you doing?!”
Lucia jolted back to reality. She panicked in her mind: “What am I doing? I just plucked a flower from Her Highness’s garden out. How could I do that? This is basically an offence. What on earth am I doing?!”
“I… I…” stammered Lucia.