Title: Melancholy Flowers
Fandom: Scarlet Pimpernel
Characters: Percy with an allusion to Marguerite
Prompt: Blue
Word Count: 139
Rating: G
Summary: Percy looks for his cravat.
Author's Notes: Read and I shall love you forever.
Sir Percy forlornly stepped out of his study. He knew that having a window in there can't be conductive to secrecy, but he still hated the penitentiary-like mood that windowless rooms always seemed to set.
He began to wander until he found himself in the fields behind his house. The field was fraught with scarlet pimpernels and the scent of cilantro filled the air.
Percy folded his long legs beneath him and –for once– careless of his clothes, sat in the middle of the field and closed his eyes.
Marguerite was off at some water party, so Percy was alone. Really, he was still alone while she was there, scorning his apparent vapidity.
Something blue suddenly caught his eye. It was a pimpernel! Sir Percy smiled. He'd been so melancholy lately that he was probably a blue pimpernel too.
