Aralia's Garden

Amongst the beauty of the garden filled with blossoms, King Nolan sat gracefully on a white marble chair. The air was fragrant with the scent of the flowers that accompanied them, a loving atmosphere was evident. In front of him, two glasses of hot tea were elegantly placed, waiting to be sipped by both of them.

King Nolan looked at his wife, Queen Aralia, with a warm gaze. With every passing second, he could not ignore how lucky he was to have Aralia by his side. Aralia's soft and beautiful hands had once graced his life, with every touch that stirred his soul.

"You know, Aralia," Nolan said softly, "this garden was made especially for you. Every flower and leaf that grows here represents my love and feelings for you."

Aralia smiled, taking a deep breath. She was mesmerized by the boundless kindness of her husband, who always tried to make her happy. In this atmosphere, they shared their deepest memories, turning back time to their beautiful moments together.