Inesa smiled up at him as her head bobbed in a quick nod. "Yes. It is very nice." She liked flowers and she thought it only fitting that others appreciate their beauty as well. It was so short lived and it was something that should be treasured.
Her fingers wrapped protectively around the stem of the flower spring she'd been given before gently placing it in her hair. It took some careful positioning but soon it looked like it belonged amidst the silky waves of wheat colored hair. "What do you think? Does this look okay? It's so pretty that I wanted to wear it." She also might incorporate the design into one of her gowns.
"I really like it. You said its a Wheat Celosia?" She pronounced the word awkwardly but correctly.
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Her fingers wrapped protectively around the stem of the flower spring she'd been given before gently placing it in her hair. It took some careful positioning but soon it looked like it belonged amidst the silky waves of wheat colored hair. "What do you think? Does this look okay? It's so pretty that I wanted to wear it." She also might incorporate the design into one of her gowns.
"I really like it. You said its a Wheat Celosia?" She pronounced the word awkwardly but correctly.