
Ethan sits under a shady tree following Flo, as the two return to their childhood. Sitting on a hamoaran of grass and under a large shady old oak tree close to the palace lake.
"I feel nostalgic!" Flo closed her eyes smelling the fresh scent of grass and flowers carried by the wind.
Ethan just stared at Flo.
"What's the reason you love him so much??"
Flo sees Ethan, his face as if making sure the question is really what to ask.
"There's no excuse." Flo smiled and looked at the expanse of the lake before her eyes.
"There's no reason if you like beautiful flowers. There's no reason to like a little puppy. There is also no reason why a little dog always follows its mother."
Flo smiled at Ethan. "As the sun rises and the moon sets every day, all that is no excuse. Neither do I, there's no reason for me not to love Winter."
Ethan furrowed his brows to be honest he felt his heart was upset at this moment. "You know an unloved woman is like a flower that has lost its scent? Who will look at the flower? None of that would mean Flo!"
"At least the flowers are beautiful!!" Flo raises his intonation by being annoyed by Ethan's words that hurt him enough.
"This royal palace is not an easy place Flo, you know that." Ethan looked back at Flo softly.
"This place is like hell like an iron pot with boiling oil, each other will always be envious, cursing and slandering to gain power. The place where you will wait for each other who will be eliminated first."
"Although Uncle Michael supports you it will not be strong enough at this time because Winter is the one who occupies the main center of power now. If you can't get Winter's heart, look elsewhere for strength! You must gain power to the point where people cannot touch you carelessly! That's how you survive in Luckingham!"
Flo understands Ethan's intentions, where his position is currently very fragile. Not getting Winter's heart, but all the allies of the palace also hate him. When time could have been driven from here especially uncle Michael has moved from Luckingham.
"I don't need power! I don't need the title of grand duchess! I don't need any allies! All I want is to be Winter's wife." The corner of Flo's eyes was wet, her heart even today was heavily injured. "All I want is to be Winter's wife." Flo covered her face and cried sobbing.
Ethan could only let out a long sigh and pat Flo on the head for the woman to calm down.
Your wish could very well put your life at risk Flo. And I know, surely you would say no problem with that.
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Flo was silent from earlier thinking about all of Ethan's words this afternoon,
You're right Ethan, I'm just a meaningless flower that has no scent.
When I saw Winter, my heart was completely taken away. But.why until now not a single piece I get your heart.
Wh why?
What mistakes have I made?
Where's my fault??
"It looks like when I was sick yesterday I had a dream." Flo was still staring at the mirror with a blank look.
"Mrs Flo don't worry. I had everyone on duty elsewhere yesterday. There's just me. There's just me. Miss don't worry. No one knows." Altez continued to gently comb Flo's hair.
In the main residence, the residents have returned to their respective rooms as well as Winter who has returned to his room, he sits and enjoys wine after a day of work.
Dylan and Ronan who had already done the task today would immediately retreat. "Master Winter can rest now, tonight who do you want to be accompanied by?"
It was common for nobles to have other concubines besides the legal wife, and it could be that every night Winter changed spouses accompanied by his concubine.
Such as the position of queen to the legitimate wife, and empress to the concubines. And it was commonplace, concubines came from other noble families who used to cooperate with the palace or the territory.
Winter herself had 2 concubines whom she rarely touched, but at this time her heart was filled with resentment and hatred.
Winter clutches his wine glass tightly and comes to mind the image of Flo laughing last afternoon with Ethan, as well as when Flo fell into Ethan's arms yesterday when the woman was sick.
The flower! Flo...
I hate you!
"No, I'll sleep alone tonight." Winter paused. "But, call Miss Summer. Ask him to come here tonight."