Hey guys, Tales here for a quick little one-shot that I came up with yesterday. First LA2 fic so be nice! It's pretty short, but I think it turned out ok. Enjoy! :D
~Tales
No One's POV
Roland walked down the hallway of Queen Sophia's palace, admiring the beautiful patches of the rose garden through the large open windows. It was the beginning of spring, so the flowers were just starting to bloom.
Roland stopped completely to look at the flowers, liking how the sunlight hit them, making the roses glow with a certain beauty and mystery. A mystery indeed; how they could be so fragile and delicate, but strong at the same time, surviving the wind and storms.
As Roland pondered on this, his thoughts turned to Fatima. As cold as ice, yes, but she was also very delicate and beautiful; like a flower. An ice flower, he thought. It was beautiful and delicate looking on the outside, but cold and soft on the inside.
Roland had known Fatima for a long time now, and he knew that he loved her. Over the times they had, and everything they've been through, he realized it. No matter what, he loved her with all his heart. He loved her rare smile, and the way she tried to push him away, but he secretly knew that she didn't want to. He loved that she was nice and soft on the inside, and strong on the outside. He loved her, and had no doubt.
None of this probably made sense in another person's head, but Roland's complex mind made total sense of this. How did love and flowers become one? Only Roland would know. Even if he didn't know what he was thinking, he would always know one thing:
She was an ice flower, his ice flower; Oh, and he loves her. ;)
How was it? Hate it, love it? Let me know by leaving a review! If there are any mistakes, let me know and I'll try to fix them! I'm not perfect, but I'll try and make it the best I can! XD Thanks for reading!
~Tales Out! Peace!