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It was as soft as silk to the touch, like a crimson liquid rippling beneath his slender fingers and leaving the faintest trace of sweet perfume on his pale skin. The smallest smile appeared on light pink lips as his attention drifted towards the ribbon tied around the stem, nestled between the sharp thorns and leaves, the same silky red as the delicate petals and then in turn to the tag attached to that. To my princess… He silently mouthed the words, holding the rose close to his chest as he laid down on his own satin bed sheets, a serene smile still on his lips as odd shadows were cast across his face as the sun set through the windo