A Story From Zinnia

Part 19: Flower Shop

The two arrived at a flower shop located near the countryside. The atmosphere is beautiful, with a location near the hills and the farms of villagers. Although it seems simple, the flower shop they visit is the most complete florist. All kinds of flowers were there, and also where Queen Issabela bought the bouquets for her wedding first.

The door that opened made a bell hooked to the door sound, "Excuse me..." Xavier.

This time only Xavier and Oliver entered the store was not followed by many bodyguards, because the place was too small if it had to be entered by many people.

There was no reply from the store owner, they made an appointment at five in the afternoon and now it was five in 15 minutes.

"Is it possible that the owner is forgetful?" Ask Oliver.

Not long after, the sound of the door opening from behind, the opposite direction from where they were standing.

"Oh my god, you've all arrived! I'm sorry Your Majesty, I had to go to the back garden first." Said the woman who appeared to be still four heads old.

Oliver smiled, the woman before him looked friendly and friendly, "It's okay madam."

"Jeez... is this your candidate, Xavier? She's so pretty." Ask the woman.

Oliver hit by question mark 'Xavier? This madam just called out her name?'

"Yes aunt. Meet Oliver Luxia de Mauren." Answer Xavier.

'An auntie? Are they close?' oliver was confused again.

The woman who was called the aunt bowed to introduce herself.

"And Oliver, this is Aunt Emma. She's my mom's best friend from high school."

'Want it.' Oliver's inner.

Aunt Emma smiled, "Right, I am a friend of the late Queen Issabela. That also helped her choose a bouquet of flowers for her wedding first. Her Majesty often comes here while Xavier is still in the womb to just relax while drinking tea. I didn't think her son was getting married now."

Xavier chuckles, "I won't be a kid forever, bi."

"Then what bouquets are you looking for for your wedding? Auntie can provide everything!" Excited Aunt Emma.

"For that matter let Oliver choose, I don't know much about flowers." Xavier Timpal.

Actually it could have been the palace staff who chose a bouquet of flowers for Oliver's hand later, but King Arthur thought why not Oliver who chose it himself, anyway all spent time together with Xavier. To get closer to its point.

"Me??" Oliver gasped, he actually did not really understand about flowers. "A-Ah then let me take a look around first."

"Please, Your Majesty."

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After being allowed by the store owner, Oliver then went around looking at the flowers owned by the store. Stalks arranged neatly in a vase in a display case, examples of flower arrangements hanging on the wall, all complete and colorful. He walked down the storefront with occasional glances at Xavier following him from behind, who knew there was a flower that Xavier personally liked.

"Pick what you like." Said Xavier who realized Oliver occasionally glanced at him from earlier. After a long time now Xavier is talking to him.

Before long, Oliver stopped as if he had found a flower he liked, "Calla Lily!" he cried while taking a flower from the vase in front of him.

Xavier looked at Oliver, "Calla Lily?"

"Yes, the name of this flower is Calla Lily!" Oliver said with a smile on his face.

"...did you like this flower?" Ask.

"This is the flower I saw in my parents' wedding photo, mom held it and it looked so beautiful. Beautiful isn't?" Oliver.

"Hm." Xavier nodded.

"May I use this flower for my hand flowers later?"

Xavier chuckled, "Of course you can, that's what we're here for, isn't it?" This woman in front of him has a lot of charm, he said in his heart.

Aunt Emma came back from the inside of the store, "Have you found any flowers you like?"

"It's bi, Oliver's gonna pick up Calla Lily's flowers." Xavier Sahut.

"This flower will make the bride who takes her look beautiful, elegant, but still look soft. Oliver's right choice." The woman's chimpanzee while giving a thumbs up to Oliver.

Xavier glanced at Oliver back, "There's nothing else you want to choose?"

"May I choose for the decoration section?" Ask Oliver innocent.

Xavier tilted his head a sign he agreed, "Choose." Following Oliver's smile. Looks like this blonde girl enjoys the activity of choosing flowers.

While waiting for Oliver to re-select the flowers he was pleased with, Xavier walked up to Aunt Emma to his feet. It's been a long time since he last met his mother's best friend.

"You know, your lady is very good at picking flowers." Said Aunt Emma

Xavier just silently waited for the continuation of Aunt Emma's speech.

Aunt Emma added, "A bride's feelings about marriage can be expressed through the meaning of the hand flowers she chooses. You want to know what that means?"

"What does bi mean?"

"The white Calla Lily she chose has meaning as a symbol of trust and loyalty. White is purity. This flower is used to show their partner that they are serious in the long-term relationship they have. Good choice, right?" Obviously Aunt Emma.

Xavier who heard the explanation was made dazed, 'Did Oliver start liking me?' his inner.

"I don't know what your love story is, but I hope you're loyal to her. At first glance I saw your mother's reflection on her and she seemed to be a good girl. You're lucky Xavier."

Xavier smiled at him, many people have said that he was lucky to get Oliver as his future wife.

"But you can't lie to me Xavier, I wasn't yesterday afternoon in love." Xavier doesn't understand what that means.

Aunt Emma then told Xavier to come closer and whispered to her, "....You're not in love yet, are you?"

It only made Xavier glare at her eyes, because what Aunt Emma said was true.

"How did auntie know?"

Aunt Emma let out a crisp laugh, "Hahaha my guess is right, you young man. Just so you know, your eyes don't show the eyes of someone who's drunk with love. When you entered the store, you didn't hold her hand. Similarly, when touring earlier, I did not see you guys join together like a couple. Instead, you chose to walk behind him. I'm right, aren't I?" Closed with Aunt Emma smiling while raising her eyebrows.

"You're scary bi...." Xavier.

"Don't let the media know that. I understand loveless marriage is common to royal family members like you, but play it neatly if you want to pretend."

"I don't want to be like this either, bi."

"I have a feeling you're finally going to fall in love, see. Her... The girl who has so much charm, trust me." Aunt Emma said with confidence.

Their chatter must be cut short when Oliver half runs towards them with many flower stalks of his different kind of choice.

"I want these flowers to be bi decorations!" Oliver exclaimed with a smile.

Aunt Emma smiled, "I'm right, Xavier? She's a girl with a lot of charm."

Unknowingly the sun outside has already set, and their flower-picking event ends with Xavier and Oliver bidding farewell to Aunt Emma, not to forget they give their wedding invitations directly as VIP guests.

"You should come bi."

"Come to come."

Xavier then waved his hand from the car window towards Aunt Emma.

The two leaned their tired bodies on the back of the car seat. Their schedule was full all day, so Oliver felt his feet were very sore due to the heels he was wearing.

Not infrequently he massaged his knees and bent from the narrow passenger seat to massage his slightly sore heels.

Xavier realized that Oliver couldn't keep quiet from earlier, "Why? Are your legs abrasive?"

"....It seems so." Oliver lirih.

"Take off your shoes if that's it." Xavier Timpal.

"What's wrong, I can still hold it."

Night view of the capital of Zinnia, Esqavier. A city that never seems to be extinguished. The night sky that makes Oliver lulled in his daydream on the passenger bench.

Unknowingly, they had arrived at the last stop of the day. Their dinner that day, a 5-star Michelin restaurant named 'Pierre Blue'.