Flowers
I walked out of the ballroom from the opened white door-frame and wandered into the garden of this castle. It has turned dark, but the dance is still going strong. All I want right now is to throw myself on a bed, comfy or not and drift off to sleep.
The cold breeze hit my shoulder, making me shiver; I quickly lifted the white shawl Destiny has given me earlier today from my arms to up my shoulder, but it still wasn't enough, Specially because of my backless dress. But there is no way I am going back in, not yet at least. I can't keep smiling and nodding to the endless people that kept great omg us ever since we finished 'our' dance.
As I went deeper into the garden, my eyes landed on a large number of calla lilies. I smiled wide as I closed my eyes and inhaled the soft creamy smell.
When I opened them again, I jerked backwards because of the sudden appearance of the one and only Clyde Reed...
"You scared me!" I placed a hand on my chest as I pushed him with the other.
"Good," he said, I rolled my eyes. "What are you doing out here?"
"None of your business." I spoke harshly, but soon regretted it, feeling guilty. I hate when I feel guilty, he has been nothing but a jerk, so why would I feel guilty for being a little mean to him?
He rolled his eyes, "didn't you say it's rude to roll your eyes at people?" I challenged, raising an eyebrow.
"It's not if you are doing it to an already rude person." He replied, meaning me.
I walked away from him and stepped closer to the lilies, admiring their beauty. But my eyes soon landed on an odd single flower, that didn't fit in with all the lilies.
"Daffodils" I wisphered to myself.
"A what?" He questioned.
"Daffodils" I repeated, looking to him that back at it, "Daffodils symbolize 'new beginnings' "
New beginnings, well that's true. But I hope it's a good one.
"How do you know?" He asked.
"I like flowers" I said, "and I like reading too. So I had spent most of my free time research about all types of flowers and their meanings."
I am not sure why I explained all that to him but, I didn't mind. "I have never seen a Daffodils in person, it looks way prettier than how it looks in some of the photos I have seen."
"that's boring" he said, making me disappointed.
"To you," I started, speaking softly as I bent down and stared at the flower, "I find flowers fascinating."
All I want right now Is a penci and a notepad to draw the Daffodil alone between all these calla lilies. I stares at the the spot in front of me to take it in, memorise it and pictured how the sketch would look like, here is one thing I will do tonight before I go to bed; draw this.
"Alright, I don't want to break your moment but we have to get back inside." He informed.
I sighed as I got up and turned around to look at him, then soon walked past him and into the ballroom I disappeared.
I gave smiles here and there to whomever my I lock eyes with. When is this dance supposed to end? I am ready to run out of here even if it means living in the streets...
"Here you are" I heard a sweet voice from behind me, I turned around and saw Destiny. I immediately smiled at her. "How do you find the dance so far?"
"Awful" I simply reply, with exhaustion showing in my voice.
"oh, darling why?" She asked, concerned. "Is it the crowd? Aren't they nice? Or is it because of the decoration? Or perhaps your dress isn't that comfortable?"
"No no" I cut her off with, "everything is lovely, absolutely astonishing. It's the fact that I am not used to be around that many people and being the centre of attention. It's also because i am literally engaged to a man I barely know."
"oh poor you" she spoke, pitying me.
"Don't pity me," I said, looking away for a moment then meeting her eyes again, "it's what I am destined to be in life. Endless misery and ending happiness. Well, a tiny amount of happiness to be specific."
The only times I have felt happy is when my father was around, and the last time I saw him I was six so, a tiny amount of happiness indeed. I hate that I became this negative person, I have always been positive, always turning all the negativity into positivity. But that changed ever since I read that first Royal letter I got.
"oh well," I spoke again, pulling out of my thoughts, "when is the dance ending?"
"At midnight." She answered.
"of course." I murmured...