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@hiildr sent: 🌸 Put a flower in my muse’s hair [ from hildr perhaps over on hiildr?? ]
Many would have said that Raguna would have made for an excellent knight. He’s fairly tall, has good body strength and strong abilities when using weapons of all sorts. Many of those many may have been dismayed when the born fighter took to a life of nurturing and farming. Calloused hands knew the sword well, but not as much as they did the stems of flowers and the husk of an ear of corn. At least there was one connection still between him and royal position- being welcomed around the castle grounds.
Raguna has a magic about him that encourages the growth of plants and flowers, and as a result is a welcome presence in the gardens around Aurunia Castle. This early evening with the weather turning towards a cooler temperature finds him knelt besides a flower bed, checking blooms and ... ah, nobody would be upset if he was planting some additional flowers in there as well, right? The space begged for a bit of variety in species. At the least he was picking the appropriate color! He’s aware that the gardeners wouldn’t want speckling of color that didn’t play into whatever their design may have been.
Unbeknownst to him, he was being watched regardless. And ever the unobservant and unwary, the stealthy lady would find no trouble in slipping up to leave a flower in his hair. Finally a reaction! Raguna stiffens a bit in surprise, reaching a hand up to touch what he presumed had fallen into his hair while looking up towards the castle wall- finding nothing there, and touching petals he spins his head and sees Hildr.
"Oh, um, good afternoon, miss.” His tone is curious, a bit confused as his hand still traces the petals. She’s pretty, what the hell does he say? “Uh. Thanks. Did I look like I needed a flower?” He laughs, using the hand to scratch at his cheek. “I can’t imagine it looks that good, I’m probably dirty after gardening.”
