You were Felix, the young gardener boy who worked at the palace. You were the same age as the prince you served, Hyunjin.

He was eighteen, just around the time to marry. So, one day, several princesses were brought in, all holding bouquets of flowers as the black-haired boy gazed at them suspiciously.

You were arranging the flowers by the window, watching the scene play out.

The Royal magician cleared his throat.

“The one whose flowers glow the brightest is the one who is Prince Hyunjin’s soulmate.”

Hyunjin scoffed to himself as guess what- none of the princesses’ flowers glowed.

Suddenly, the large, bright sunflowers you were holding, cast a blinding, bright light across the throne room. Hyunjin’s eyes darted to you, his eyes wide, plump lips parting in shock. The queen was stunned, an unbelieving smile on her face.