Dimitri tried his best by picking carefully the flowers on his own, it was hard, not hard because the king didn't know what his wife liked, but because with his strength the flowers usually broke.

He thought he was alone, and was doing it great enough that it would be a surprise, that's it, until Dimitri's ears heard steps behind him, tilting his head, he saw no one else but his wife.

"Oh? You were there?"

He tried to hide the flowers behind him, a nervous smile in his face.