Chapter 146

Zaric

I had once come across a particular flower many years ago, a flower that only appeared once every hundred years, blooming quietly in the palace garden as if it had no idea how rare and coveted it was.

What drew me to it was not its rarity, nor its beauty, but its scent.

It was nothing like anything I had ever smelled before, a fragrance so subtle and intoxicating that the more I breathed it