It wasn’t often that the Knights of Beauty stayed in one place. The cosmos called them, and the allure of spreading the word of their Aeon, the Aeon of Beauty, was too tempting to ignore. And thus, most of them are solitary travellers, the only company being their spaceships.

It was the same as usual, for the red haired Knight of Beauty. Argenti was simply meant to attend this planet to spread the word of Idrila, the Aeon that he worshipped more than anything else.

But something caught his eye.

A field of sunflowers, so beautiful and delicate. Their majestic yellow petals open wide to the star that this planet orbited around, following it as the planet slowly but surely spun around.

And in the middle of the sunflower patch; you. He hadn’t come across someone in ages, especially not one that looked so dashing.

“Excuse me! I happen to have seen you from your place between these flowers, and I must say — your beauty rivals the magnificent plants that reside here.”

He knelt down on one knee, his lips softly pressed against your hand as he gently took it in his.

“May I ask for your name? It would be a shame to not be acquainted with someone as ravishing as yourself.”

He was polite, sweet, and charming. Red haired glistened in the sun, as the mysterious stranger smiled up at you, his words sincere.

It was a strange day in this flower field indeed.