Gwen walks into her chamber and stops. She looks ahead at the meza, jedwali where a vase that had been empty a while zamani is now filled with beautiful flowers. She looks down at her hands. She is holding fresh flowers herself, but the ones in the vase are zaidi beautiful. Looks like someone has beaten her to it.
“Do wewe like them?” someone asks from behind her, almost stunning Gwen.
She whirls around and finds Arthur looking at her, smiling. She blushes and looks down.
“Is that for me?” he asks her,...
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