I was picking flowers within the royal garden underneath the moonlight. As I was picking, a long shadow was casted over the flowers. Startled, I quickly turned. I was relieved to see it was my fiancé. "Picking flowers I see," he chuckled. He knelt down and picked one offering it to me. I smiled, kissing his cheek. He placed the flower in my hair balancing it on my horn.
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