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aurelia dell ●
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❝ would you like to play a game of
chess,
and see who's strategy is best?
or would you rather sniff the
flowers,
and learn their true powers?
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76heart ●
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In a game of chess, the king cannot win without its queen.
Without her, it is left vulnerable, heartbroken, weak.
A wise player almost always concedes when the queen is lost.
Only a fool would continue on, for it is nearly inevitable that their opponent will when she falls.
It makes the queen the most powerful piece, and the king seem like nothing more than a lowly pawn.
At least, that is what her mother always told her, each night before she went to bed.
The woman would drone on for hours about the game, lecturing her on it's test of mind and skill, and how she needed to master it to best the world. The world was a board of chess to her, those living in it, pawns, and her, the queen; the most powerful of them all.
Her mother wanted her to take her place as queen in another land, and soon she would. She was to wed the new king of Aresdon, and that meant more talk of chess, more droning. Everything was about strategy, of thinking seven steps ahead of everyone else, and being prepared for everything. She was told to wage ever war, every battle within her mind, always, so she would never be surprised by it's outcome. Every possible move and outcome planned and accounted for, each misstep prepared and expected. Knights falling, bishops failing, pawns crashing to the floor, castle walls crumbling down, all to be ready for, none to ever be surprised.
Nothing should ever be a surprise, nothing should ever be unexpected or catching her off guard.
Nothing.
It was an impressive skill to learn, as was mastering the game of mind and skill, and thinking of every possible route until the end, that she would not deny.
But,
Personally, she would rather learn the art of flowers, perfectly unassuming, yet the holder of everyone's gaze.
No one would ever suspect a flower to outsmart them, but she would do just that.
Flowers drew the gaze of everyone, the attention of all who passed, but none stopped to think of what lay beneath the pretty petals, of the thorns on a rose's stem, and the poison some contained within.
No one thought of how flowers could kill, of how they could make so many bleed; they thought of them as ornaments for their lavish gardens outside their castle walls, or a gift to give a lover. No one ever gave them a second thought, or paid a glance to a weeding dandelion when a rose was near by.
That was who she wanted to be, a flower, not a chess queen.
She wanted to be as pretty as a rose, as sharp as its throns, and as deadly as nightshade.
She wanted to be as glanced over as a daisy, and as captivating as a water lily.
She wanted her influence to spread like fallen petals swept up by the wind, or dandelion seeds blown in the air, and for it to grow as great and tall as the blossoms in the trees, and as deep and sturdy as their roots below.
Aurelia wanted to be a queen of roses, not a queen of chess.
She wanted to learn the secrets of every flower there was, she wanted to learn of all their was beneath their petals, and she wanted to outsmart the world.
She would follow the advice of her mother, and prepare for every outcome in advance, but she would do it her own way.
Except, when she at last met the prince, that changed.
She had excepted everything, every possible outcome, except for falling for him like a petal, and her heart and veins yearning for him like the roots yearned for the water of a plant.
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