Summary
“Gloriosa… You ugly thing that can’t even bloom a single petal, you’d make perfect food for the trees-.“
I was one of thirty-seven children of the Elvador family of the Flower People, and I was sacrificed to the tree that was the foundation of my family. Then, with the help of my betrothed, Arvid, my family was destroyed and I was only saved by my death.
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