While Elysia and Eden chose their flowers, Belle and Griseo sat nearby with their chins in their hands, ready to watch.
"Griseo, what do you think their arrangements will look like?"
"Eden's will be beautiful, and Little Sister Elysia's will be cute."
"Mm, an accurate prediction. But Griseo, why do you call Elysia 'little sister'?"
Belle couldn't help asking. Griseo called Eden her older sister! And Elysia and Eden looked like close friends, so how had their places in the family hierarchy ended up so far apart?
"Because Little Sister Elysia said that if people heard me call her that, they'd be shocked, and everyone would wonder why."
"..."
Griseo answered Belle, then added, "Once they find out, they make really funny faces, just like you're doing now, Sister Belle!"
"..."
Elysia wandered through the flower section, her gaze flitting from bloom to bloom like a butterfly lingering among the flowers.
"Ooh... this pink rose is so cute!"
"This little daisy is cute too! And these roses smell wonderful!"
In the end, Elysia chose a carved pedestal for her vase. For the main flowers, she picked a few white moth orchids, plenty of mixed-color peonies, and plenty of blue star flowers.
And that wasn't all. Elysia added white chamomile and pale-purple baby's breath, then finished the arrangement with a few fuzzy sprigs of dusty miller.
"All done!"
At last, her arrangement was finished. Elysia clapped her hands, stepped back to admire it, and nodded in satisfaction before calling Belle and Griseo over.
"Isn't it cute?" she asked.
Belle leaned in for a look and couldn't help letting out a "Wow."
The clustered flowers rose at different heights, forming the shape of a butterfly spreading its wings. The arrangement was elegant and lively, while the foliage added depth and a touch