Ezra sat atop his throne; his eyes narrowed as he skimmed through the newspaper of the week. A frown etched on his face until his gaze landed on a picture of a flower shop that opened just yesterday. With nothing to do, he got up and walked out of the palace.

He neared the corner of the street the small shop was located, royal guards following behind him as he entered. He glanced around for a bit, looking at the various plants and flowers on display before noticing the woman behind the counter.

"Are you the owner of this shop?" He asked, raising an eyebrow.