One Year

A year, a year had passed since that handsome and tenebrous king had left in the dark for the war, where a beautiful redhead was planting the most beautiful chrysanthemums in the garden that she had arranged to have as a sanctuary and free herself from the obligations, because there was nothing better than being in a place that little by little she had created, giving life to that gloomy place that she knew the day she had walked in that part of the castle, now it was her favorite place, it was the most beautiful that she had never seen, in which she had planted all kinds of flowers which decorated with their beautiful colors and welcomed anyone who stepped on that piece of land

There was no doubt that she had fun there, winter was present in all its splendor and although the servants had instructed the queen not to plant those flowers, she had refused, since they had indicated that those flowers even bloom In the winter and seeing its beautiful flowers bathed in a tender and c