Prince Fraser looks at the Aster flower and glares at it. "Aster, huh? He dares to give you an aster flower in front of me?"
He walks towards the flower and kicks it. The pot breaks, and the flower falls on the ground. I immediately walk towards the flower.
"Fraser! Why did you do that?" I kneel on the ground, and I am about to take the flower when Prince Fraser grabs my hand.
"Why are you picking that? That flower was given by that Prince. Why are you picking it?" Prince Fraser snaps at me.
I try to break off from his grasp, but he wouldn't let me. I sigh and stare at him. "What is it again, Prince Fraser? That's just a flower. Do you need to break it?"
Prince Fraser scoffs. "That is just a flower? Csille it's a tradition from their Kingdom. He definitely gave you that flower because he likes you. Who knows, maybe he even wants to snatch you away from me, and that's now what I like. I would never let anyone take you away from me."
