24 Follow the Smoke
For the rest of the day, Freya felt like she was riding a wave of happiness.
She didn't want to admit it, but Sebastian's move of filling the gardens with flowers had really made her see him in another light.
"If he went to the effort to learn what I like then maybe I should do the same, right?"
"Of course your highness," Harriet beamed with a happy smile as the two girls sat on the freshly watered grass under the orange afternoon sky.
They didn't even care if their dresses were getting damp or stained from the grass because the uplifting atmosphere and familiar smell of the Viridian flowers was definitely worth a dirty dress.
"I'm sorry," Freya said plucking a small white flower and slipping it behind Harriet's ear.
The young Queen looked affectionately at her friend and stroked Harriet's brown hair.
"I have been treating you coldly... I apologize. I was just a little jealous..."