Seraphina and Anita had been walking around the market for some time now, all in the name of finding the perfect gift. Every item Seraphina came across just didn't feel right, it was either too fancy or too beautiful to be given as a gift to the Bride she hates.
Frustrated, Seraphina decided to head to a mall, at least to buy flowers for Aralyn. Upon entering, she walked up to the receptionist.
"Where's the flower section?" she asked.
"My lady, welcome," the receptionist replied warmly. "We have the best flowers here, nurtured by Queen Lucy herself."
Seraphina sneered. "I don't need the best flowers. Just show me what you have."
"Yes, my lady." The receptionist quickly led them to the flower section. "These are sunflowers, roses, lilies… Which would you like?"
"These flowers are too pretty," Seraphina said, unimpressed. "Don't you have… bad-looking ones?"
The receptionist blinked, confused. "I'm not sure I understand what you mean, my lady."
