Amberveil, is one of a kind flower
Very unique. The way they reproduce is.... pretty gruesome.
I'll explain
The flower itself, often called by the name the gracing corpse, Cadaverus Pulchlaris.
The petals, is bright, attractive, means to entice, not warn. They pull flower eaters, kind of animal who's substance depends on flowers.
A bit suicide don't you think
NO
Cause hidden behind that graceful petals, is a red ball full of poison like seed
It enters the system, then it split into thousands. They got protection, weak from physical force, but chemically indestructible. A perfect to survive amidst stomach acid.
When they arrive at the stomach tho, they begin their scheme. Filling it with seed, making the target ever full. Never hungry.
Until they die from lack of substance.
It also release a chemical, harmless when alone, the purpose is to make the target lose the ability to secrete
For human, ingesting one, easy to discover. Not really fatal.
But for animals, Death sentence.
After the passing of the target, they'll stay, slowly growing root, puncturing flesh, straight to the ground. Then they grow, until the flesh is rotten enough it start to degrade, showing the beautiful flower underneath.
It also emit lovely smell, hiding the decay odor
then they bloom
Beautiful pink like petals
The corpse, becomes the garden of Amberveil
Hence the nickname "gracing corpse"
Less dangerous to sentient beings, that's why they allowed to grow in garden
"Beautiful"
The boy said, to an object in Violet hands
She walk slowly, sit in the left side of Altaris, the place she meant to be
"So.... we're getting married"
Violet ask, breaking the silence. Her fingers ever move, twindling the flower between them
"It certainly so"
The boy answer, calmly
"Will you...love me ?"
She ask, full of doubt
"We'll see, i mean... it's the first time we met"
Realistic answer, kinda jerk to be honest.
Our MC really need to learn how to be romantic
A little lies wouldn't hurt won't they
"Ah.... how about this"
He continues. His hand, gently taking the flower in Violet hands
"Amberveil, u see, the petal is beautiful, but if u look inside"
Altaris hand move, touching hers, guiding it, to the petals. And slowly opening it, showing the red ball inside
"Its red, scary ball. Don't eat it. Anyway, my mother used to tell me, she and father love flowers. They give them symbol, to describe them. Their flower is Inkstain, flower with black petals, and pink sepal, symbolizing my father black hair and mother pink lips. We can do that too"
"U mean ?"
She tilted her head, get it, but confused
"We are Emberveil, Your pink hair, with my red ayes. how about it ?"
Hearing this, Violet smile grew, She not just like it, She love it. A beautiful interpretation and symbol. Silently, she swears, when she get her own manor, she'll make a flower field as big as this, full of Emberveil.
Little did she knows she need to kill a lot of animals to do it
"We are Amberveil"
She repeats, still smiling, and oh god is beautiful as fuck
Love is blooming in the air, even if Altaris didn't acknowledge it
His interest in this girl is in all times high
Who doesn't, when such beauty was fated to you and only you. Not out of reach, like people this days used to admiring.
Same as Violet, he doesn't fancy anyone yet. Maybe a bit interest to the crown prince, but it's so out of reach it might as well be impossible. Plus, she got fiance already
Might as well love him
He also perfect after all
Ah young love... truly, what a breathtaking sight
They keep sitting, pampering their eyes upon rows rows of perfectly placed flower field
Until Altaris stand up, his little head just got another idea
The romantic kind
Before Violet follows, he bow his head, his right hand extend. In his palm, a stick of Amberveil sitting on top, facing the sky with bravery of soldiers. His left hand folded behind his back, making his posture akin to a butler, a handsome and charismatic kind of butler.
He'll soon be Violet butler after all, or even more depends on things.
"Will you accept my hand fair lady, I'll guide you back to the embrace of your family "
He said, poetic
And Violet, absolutely loved it
Really - really - really loved it. Three 'really' surely not enough to describe how love now brewing inside her heart.
So she rise her right hand, accepting with grace of a queen. Then, she stand. The Amberveil also have change of ownership, now adorning her right hand. Making the flower twice as beautiful as before.
Just like how they came, their feet full with step of care. In fear of ruining the field.
They may look the same
Yet, much more different
For Violet, gone was her shy personality
She now were fully embracing her destiny, hugging it tightly
Her hands squeezed, feeling Altaris, hand, skin, pores - every inch of it
Her love shining, growing, brighter and brighter inside the tiny heart of her
Faster then it's supposed to be
Such a small exchange, with such a big impact
Before the man knows it, she already claim him
After all...
Believe or not, woman, is a creature of jealousy and greed
Just like man, a creature of pride and lust
That's why envy often portrait by women
Same like Morningstar often a male
And succubus are more known then incubus
Everything has a reason behind it
They walk nonchalantly, mind counting every steps
The manor is big, enough for four people to play hide and seek. And never be found after hours of searching.
And of course, silence in this situation, are blasphemy
Small talk were bound to happen, either along the way, or the entire walk . The wall was listening, even if they confine nothing.
This happens until the star about to set, and guest room ware just one step away
His mother, the lovely women she is, was the first to break the ice
"Amberveil, great choice my dear"
The other three glanced, eyes locked to the couple
"Violet picked it"
"Of course my dear...of course"
Says his mother, tone didn't betray her doubt.
"Do we need to know what it means ?"
Her father chime in,
"A symbol, my husband and I love flowers, we pick one, Inkstain, as a symbol of our connection and love, anyway, how far ?"
"Pardon ?"
Altaris confused, his small brain can't line the possibility
"The relationship my dear, need to make sure you don't become the youngest father in history"
"Wha....excuse me. Mother. What a terrible accusation. We just holding hands. Not even a kiss"
"I don't mind"
Violet chime in, answer as bold as this was bound to lock the expression of the entire group.
"My oh my....quick one are you. Is my son that attractive ?"
"He is - Perfect"
"Good, it seams both party are accepting. The deal is settled. We wont overstay our welcome then. Violet, lets go, you'll visit him time to time, after all, a long distant relationship is hardly working"
Says the marquis, ever direct
That was the queue, for Violet to walk into the safety embrace of her mother. Then they bow, saying goodbye. While making plans for their next visit.
The moment, go as fast as they came. And you know what next ? Of course...
The interrogation begins..
"So....my dear, where did you learn to spout such words?"
"Of course from you mother, A lot of story telling about love and kingship"
"Sweet words Altaris, keep it that way. You'll charm a lot of girls with it"
His eyebrow rise, reacting to the sentence
"But careful my dear, Violet... are no different from us. Maybe not now, but later, i'm sure she can't contain her jealousy"
His mother says, voice latch with hidden meaning
"I'll take your words to it mother, just as always"
Answer Altaris, saving the advice along with a bow, making sure her mother words latch properly not just in mind, but also in heart.
After all, he loves his mother dearly