"Fleur Isabelle Delacour" she replied, her voice sweet as honey and like a cool breeze washing over me. She certainly was the most beautiful flower in the court. I would, if pressed, excuse my incoherent behaviour on the unattainable perfection that enveloped my senses when I beheld her. You may think this is a romantic story, but for every heart fulfilled, there is a heart broken
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