Abandoned Flower's

Happy Marriage

Flo silently looked at herself from the dresser mirror, looking at her image with the perfect makeup behind the wedding dress she was wearing. Beautiful alone would never be enough to describe how beautiful a Flower Amber Dulcan was. Her skin was snow-white, smooth as untainted porcelain, her eyeballs were honey-brown with pliable eyelashes. Her lips were red, her senses there with the perfect proposition on that beautiful face.

Flo holds the delicate veil that covers her face, it should be today the happiest and most anticipated wedding she has ever seen. It might be true that she had long been looking forward to marrying the man she loved wholeheartedly. But can he be happy with the fact that the man never loved him one bit.

Flo's corner was a little wet but she immediately set her eyes up as she did not want to ruin the perfect makeup on her face.

At least she should always see my beauty.

Inner Flo.

'Couche!'

The door of the room opened and the first one to appear was Gloria's happily expanding smile behind the door.

"Miss Flo! Jesus!!" Gloria clenched her hands together looking anxiously at Flo,

"Ah no!! How presumptuous of this servant!" Gloria patted her own forehead. "I should call Miss Winter's mistress!!" Gloria came in and pranced cheerfully.

Flo only showed a thin smile, but maybe only he and God knew.

"Don't be rude Gloria!" Hardik Flo's.

"From now on I will rise to the status of Gran Duchess, the great mistress of Ferkalon, as well as the status of all of you! You will be the personal servant of the great mistress so keep up the childish behavior you always do!!"

Gloria gave her lips withholding a smile and lowered her head. "I understand Miss Flo."

Soon Altez, Nora and Gemma, who are also Flo's personal servants, enter Flo's room.

"Miss Flo is ready??"

The faces of the three women were actually no less sparkling with Gloria when she entered Flo's room but the three of them were quite able to read the situation seeing Gloria who was down maybe Flo again had just scolded Gloria.

"We should get out soon, the blessing is already going to take place." Altez helped Flo fix the veil and also the long dress that Flo was wearing.

"Let's go out and welcome happiness to Miss Flower Amber Dulcan who will become Lady Flower Amber Ferkalon!" Gloria again put on a big smile and opened the room door.

Flo walks out accompanied by his 4 personal servants, although everyone always views Flo as grumpy and haughty yet; gloria, Altez, Nora and Gemma know the long history of the Ferkalon family and what the Flower has been through in this family. The five of them loved each other very much and needed each other like their own families.

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The residence of the Ferkalon family is very large, the whole community calls it Luckingham Palace. Giant houses that are more worthy of being called palaces, consist of several parts of separate houses with a very large garden.

The wedding of Winter and Flo has been determined and designed for a long time, political marriage with noble blood is an absolute decree that can not be rejected by both parties.

Winter Leonhard Ferkalon, who was the first descendant of Grand duke Michael Ferkalon's family, had to marry Flower Amber Dulcan, who was the only heir to the Dulcan family. In order to fully become the ultimate heir to the entire wealth and power of the Ferkalon family.

Flo pitched her feet on a red carpet decorated with white petals that stretched throughout the garden to the gazebo at the end of the park. Musical accompaniment is also a stretch of flowers that fly add the impression of romance but the man who was at the end there waiting for Flo with his cold face as if he wanted to quickly complete this very troublesome ritual.

Flo keeps her best smile on hand for Michael's uncle, Winter's father. The middle-aged man was probably the one who was most looking forward to this wedding day.

Michael hands Flo over to Winter,

"Happy Flo, son!" The old man's sentence is not just a message to Winter but tucked into a commanding meaning that Winter will not be able to refute unless the man wants to give up all his wealth and power as the successor to the grand duke.

But hearing that sentence, Winter just thinned her lips, holding Flo's hand walking towards the altar to perform the wedding blessing.

For the Ferkalon family, the wedding was supposed to be the biggest Royal Wedding of the century but was held modestly at Luckingham Palace and attended by family and closest relatives. This is Winter's last defense in rejecting this marriage, for him there is nothing to be privileged if married to a person he never loved at any point.

The ceremony took place so solemn and long. Finally the priest's remark ended this sacred ceremony, "With the power vested in me, I declare you husband and wife, Mr. Winter please kiss your wife."

Flo's smile expands as Winter's hand flicks through the veil she's wearing, Winter's dark irish ash that always leaves her staring coldly at Flo. Without any softness, warm touch or smile, Winter only briefly kissed Flo's forehead and immediately turned her face cold.

Although the pain slowly crept into Flo's heart, but she smiled faintly.

I still have plenty of time. You will love me in a moment.