Regina walked into her office, preparing herself for the day. Monday's were the worst, and she had no doubt everyone agreed with her. A nice stack of paperwork to do was waiting for her no doubt, and she had a meeting with the dwarves about the current condition of the mines.
Her secretary was late again, and Regina made a note to scold her for never showing up on time. She had a job to do.
Unlocking her office door, Regina stepped inside and flipped on the lights. The first thing that she noticed was that someone had been into her office already that morning. The magical wards around her office told her as much, but not who had entered.
The second thing she noticed was the flower on her desk. It looked like a lily, but Regina could immediately tell the difference. She had grown up reading insane amounts of books, including ones about flowers. This was an amaryllis flower, the symbol of splendid beauty.
Walking over to her desk, Regina delicately picked up the flower and breathed in its sweet scent. Summoning a vase filled with water, she set the flower inside. Some color would be good for her office.
Regina sat down at her desk, looking in confusion at the note in front of her. She picked it up and unfolded it, curious as to what was inside. Perhaps the name of the person who had brought her the flower?
Your eyes see into my soul and make me feel like I finally belong someplace. Enjoy the flower.
Regina flipped the note over, but there was no signature. Whoever had sent her the flower wanted to remain anonymous.
"How strange," Regina said, setting the note next to the vase. She started her work, forgetting about the note and flower for a while. That mystery would have to wait.
The rest of the week was exactly the same as the first day. The wards around Regina's office alerted her to someone being in her office already, and a flower was on her desk. Each flower had something to do with beauty and elegance, and each day a note was left with it complimenting something about Regina.
"That's quite an interesting bouquet you've got there," Emma said, walking into Regina's office.
Regina smiled at the bouquet. "I've gotten one every day this week, along with a note. I don't know who's been giving them to me though."
"Don't you have a ward around this place?" Emma asked.
Regina shrugged. "Only like an alarm system. Anyone can get in, it just starts making a loud noise to scare people off."
Emma nodded before turning her attention back to the flowers. "They're beautiful flowers. Aren't you a huge flower nut?"
"Flower nut?" Regina asked, chuckling in amusement. "Interesting choice of words."
"It looks like your vase has room for one more," Emma said. "I wonder if you'll get another flower today."
Regina shook her head. "They're always on my desk when I get here."
"Today could be different," Emma said. "Maybe the person wants to deliver the last one in person to finally reveal who they are."
Regina looked at Emma curiously. "And you would know this how?"
Emma stood there for a long time before holding out her hand. In it, was a single red rose that she had poofed into her hand. Regina stared at her in shock before smiling and taking the rose from her, adding it to her bouquet.
"Oh, and this too," Emma said, holding out her note.
Regina took the note from her, slowly unfolding it to watch Emma's reaction. "You could read it faster," Emma said impatiently.
"Patience is a virtue," Regina teased.
"We both know I don't have that," Emma said, rolling her eyes. "Open the note."
Regina completely unfolded it, smiling even wider as she read what was on the inside. "You do realize that the flower already told me this?"
"The flower spoke to you?" Emma teased. "That's a new one."
Regina rolled her eyes before standing up, grabbing the front of Emma's jacket to pull her closer, and kissing her. Emma instantly relaxed into the kiss, enjoying how right it felt.
Who knew that flowers and notes could go so well in her favor?
For those who didn't figure it out, red roses are symbols of love. I'm thinking you can guess what the note said.