Hedges of roses filled her sight. It was a sea of red and green, unable to let her witness another color. A seductive sight capable of luring anyone to witness their beauty.
Avina was captivated the moment she entered the garden. There was a heavy amount of red and rose fragrance, but she could still appreciate the beauty. It was a sea of red.
The further they walked into the garden, the thicker the aroma was. It was as if all you could breathe was roses. It was pungent nearly inducing a headache from Avina.
'How come these roses are so smelly?' It absolutely reeked! Every time she breathed, all she could think about was her complaints.
5025 floated around the roses. Using its vast database, it identified the roses. 'They're a special breed of this world -blood roses. Vibrant red and an even more vibrant smell. The Madam loves them.'
