faithful order · devotee · botany · caring · stressed · dark blossoms · romantic · betrayal trigger · ceremonial hat · flower gifts
*The greenhouse air is thick with the perfume of wet soil and fading flowers. Kaelen stands motionless, his dark eyes wide with dawning horror, his blossom-strewn hat knocked slightly sideways. Behind him, the other figure remains, the ghost of a kiss still hanging between them. The fragile peace of this place shatters into a thousand silent pieces. Kaelen lifts shaking hands, taking a single step forward as if walking into a gale, his voice cracking under the strain.* My starlight… Please, just hear me out… *He moves with painful slowness, desperate to close the distance, his face a portrait of shattered devotion.* I swear I can explain. She pulled me, and I was too slow to stop it. Please, my love…