Novel & Cerita Bunga Mahkota Raja

The gold crown for the Queen, the crystal crown from Lowa, and the laurel crown for the chief witch. It was made from the branches of the extinct moon tree. It is said that the moon tree grows in the Moon Lake, absorbs the purest moonlight, and is the holiest plant in the world. The crown is beautifully shaped, with leaves on the branches that will never wither. They can change according to the mood of the owner, and even sometimes bloom in different colors of flowers. Dalena put it on my head. The witches sang together, and the elves sprinkled colorful petals on our heads.

Every guard that the carriage passed would salute, which made Gianni even more suspicious. “The guards are saluting every time we pass them,” Gianni tells Gabriel. “Oh, that is because they are trained to salute whenever a carriage enters the palace.” Gabriel expressively replies. “I see.” The carriage follows the road through the outer gardens of the palace. The sight of a thousand flowers makes Gianni’s eyes shine. The variegated roses of red, white, and carnation. Red and white cycle through the sea of carnation. The carnation rose is the national flower of the kingdom. It follows the royal family’s emblem.

My back collided with Theodore's front, and he immediately supported me with his hands on my shoulders. "Theo... Did I read this right? Did it say... this came from my first sister?" I had to turn my head to confirm a nod from him. "And she's from the Waevalon Kingdom?!" "Yes, Kasumi. You can see the flag of the Waevalon Kingdom is imprinted here." He pointed to the lower left of the parchment, where there was a small flag and the shape of a lily beside it. "But why is there a lily here?" I caressed it as if I could caress that person who wrote this. "Waevalon Kingdom's national flower is begonia, not a lily, correct?"

"What is that one called?" He smiled, plucked one of the flowers and put it behind my ear. The aroma was deep and luscious. "It's a frevara au regalia." He leaned in and sniffed the flower he placed in my hair. "One of our gardeners created it for the Queen. In our language, frevara au regalia literally translates to the Queen of Hearts. "I like that." I turned so our faces were inches apart. His scent was everywhere. His eyes flickered to my lips. "I've never seen anything so beautiful."

Archer's father comes and stands around us to stand in front of his son and his mother does the same to stand in front of me. I glance down and see each of them holding a soft cashmere pillow with the new royal crowns atop them. I gasp lightly with how beautiful they are, and I look up to meet Archer's mom's tearful gaze. " There's no one else more deserving of this crown, hola. Rule alongside my son and keep him humble. I nod, my own eyes teary as she places the crown on my head. My crown was designed with my name intricately woven into the diamond stones emblem, rose gold framing that is molded to look like wild vines adorned with more diamonds.

It was time to formally propose to Raja Mambang and begin a new chapter in the history of our kingdoms. (Raja mambang pov) I sat on my throne, surrounded by the opulence of my palace. The sound of drums and the rustling of leaves signaled the arrival of guests. I rose from my seat, and my attendants parted the curtains, revealing the Raja and Hara of Pasig, accompanied by their entourage. They brought with them an impressive array of offerings: gold, pearls, intricately woven fabrics, and other precious items that showcased their kingdom's wealth and prosperity.

*** The palace room was filled with various kings sat together around Samarth, who had come from distant lands to congratulate Samarth on acquiring this kingdom. Some of them were neighbouring kingdoms, while others had traveled from far-off lands to pay homage to the king, for the man was none other than the kingdom's once commander's eldest son – a man renowned far and wide for his exceptional wisdom, unyielding strength, and unmatched skills. The grand hall was resplendent in its decorations, with beautiful, newly woven purple and red silk curtains that cascaded down the walls like majestic waterfalls. Exquisite flower garlands, specially crafted with marigold, jasmine, and delicate petal

I instructed him, and he nodded obediently. Feeling sick, tired, and hungry, I pushed myself to carry out my duties as a maid. Stepping back out into the corridors, another maid approached me. "Come with me," she said, and I followed silently. "Here, hang these flowers up there," she instructed, handing me a basket of flowers and indicating the high ceiling. The queen's tradition was to cover the palace with flowers whenever there was a death, whether of a close relative or an important council member. This time, it was for none other than the recently deceased king himself, Alpha Jacob, who had passed away three days ago, hence the need for the floral decorations.

CHAPTER 16: COLD Everyone who heard what their Captain stated jumped in the water to check to see the mysterious plant. Vienna who's still panting due to the exhaustion mixed with fear because of what she saw back then. She's not a hundred percent sure about her theory, but what she saw is not just a simple badge but an honorary badge given to the most outstanding knights in Andra's kingdom. No one can duplicate it, not even imitate for it was made with a special material and the king's stamp was even visible at the back of the badge.