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A girl from a modern world wakes up into a historical setting. But this world seemed weird. People here take their life force from... flowers? 

A society of royalty and magic seems common enough. But have you heard of a realm where humankind relies on flowers to survive? 

But apparently, Mai finds out that she is allergic to flowers, just as she was in her past life as well. 

Well, our main character wants none of that! And what more? Along with defeating the odds of not being able to touch flowers and attempting to help her city, Mai, now called as Calla, finds out that she actually has strange powers. All she wants in this life is the chance to rebuild the Eastern region back to its former glory, but why do people keep saying that she is more than what she thinks she is? 

Adventure, mysteries, and haunting ghosts of the past await Calla, sole young lady of the Eastern Dukedom. 

『 A story of magic, friendship, courage, uncovering mysteries of the past, with definitely a doze of romance. 』

Lines from the male leads 

Lavi, Topnotch Wizard

Hearing my answer, he scratched his head aggresively, making a mess out of his smooth straight hair. "Is that not the same thing?!" He was yelling again. "You're a bloody mess, Calla. How do you still have the energy to fight back when you know I have every right to get mad?" 

Sein, Eldest Young Master of the West 

"About the gown," Sein started, our bodies still swaying to the music box's harmony. "I gave it to you so that we could wear matching attires."

I stumbled on my footing.

"W-what…"

"I know, I know. I should've asked for your permission first." Sein blushed. "But the thought that someone might ask you first made me panic. I was being impulsive. I'm sorry, Calla." 

Alistair, Crown Prince of the Empire

"I was asking if you were alright. You're shaking." I didn't expect that he'd suddenly grab hold of my hand. He held it up and I saw that it was indeed shaking. "See?"

I took my hand back and looked away to lie. "This is nothing." Then I tried to smile as I faced him again. "I have to go-"

He grabbed both of my shoulders and leaned closer. "Hey, tell me. What's wrong?" His deep ocean eyes looked directly at mine as his hands dug deeper into my shoulders.

Note: There is only one main lead. 


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As The Wind Whispers Upon The Flowers

Confusion. Surprise. Realization. Then anger. Hot, intense burning rage behind his red eyes that were set aflame.

These were how Nightshade's expressions had transitioned before a pair of firm hands whisked me away from the scaffold.

Before that, I saw that only a few of the rubbles and dusts from the explosion had reached the stage. Specks and bits littering on the floorboard, some on the courtiers' fancy feather hats and elegant suits.

I realized that my feet had parted from the ground, an arm wrapped tightly around my waist. The ground getting farther and farther now, the cold winter air ruffling my hair. Yet my gaze was still glued below.

Mist shrouded the view. And as it slowly parted, the scene revealed a huge curved wall made of shadows. It shielded the people from the blast. Well, some of them. Mostly the courtiers who were left without a scratch.

Wishful thinking