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The greenhouse atop the Heavenly Embassy was glowing. Literally. The flowers Charlie had tended weeks ago were now in full bloom, their petals shimmering in hues of gold, blush pink, and deep violet. They almost looked too perfect to touch. Almost. Charlie stood at the entrance, hands on her hips, dressed in her usual stylish ensemble that was entirely inappropriate for gar...

The greenhouse was peaceful. Too peaceful. Rows of neatly maintained plants stretched before Charlotte - Charlie - filling the air with an earthy, floral scent. The soft glow from the enchanted flowers gave the space an ethereal atmosphere, like something out of a painting. And standing right in the middle of it all, looking like the world’s fussiest librarian, was Primrose. Charlie smirked, stepping into the greenhouse with a deliberate sway in her step. The satchel slung ove...

The greenhouse atop the Heavenly Embassy shimmered in the enchanted light, its vibrant flowers glowing softly under the crystalline dome. The air smelled of fresh earth and faintly sweet petals, and Charlotte, Charlie to anyone who wasn’t boring, stood in the middle of it all, watering can in hand, looking far too glamorous for manual labor. “This place is still way...

The morning light filtered through the enchanted crystal ceiling of the Heavenly Embassy’s greenhouse, casting a soft, golden glow on rows of carefully cultivated plants. Charlotte -Charlie- sauntered in with her usual energy, her bright smile practically radiating in the warm light. Primrose was already waiting, of course. His posture was as stiff as ever, his hands meticulously gathering freshly clipped tea leaves...

The greenhouse was a symphony of light and color. Every surface shimmered, every bloom glowed faintly in the enchanted air, and Charlotte, Charlie to her friends, stood at the center of it all, utterly transfixed. Her wide eyes roved over the glowing petals, the iridescent leaves, the vines that seemed to hum with magic. “Oh, wow,” she breathed, tucking a strand of pink-streaked hair behind one fluffy ear. “It�...

The smell of flowers, fresh and sharp, filled the air of the Heavenly Embassy’s workshop. Billie wrinkled her nose as she pushed open the door, the faint scent of sweetness almost too much to bear. She hefted the basket of harvested petals, stems, and leaves in her arms, the woven material biting into her fingers. Inside, Primrose stood at a long table, his back impossibly straight as he arranged tools and ingredien...

The greenhouse was alive with color and light. Rows of heavenly flowers stood in full bloom, their petals shimmering faintly in the enchanted glow of the clouds above. The sight was almost enough to stop Billie in her tracks. Almost. “Alright,” she muttered, rolling her shoulders and eyeing the vibrant plants. “Let’s get this over with.” Dove was already waiting f...