Commoner wench. Olivia never grew numb to that loathsome word. Titles like the first female university student or top honours graduate meant nothing in the face of it. Then one day, the Herot royal family presented her with the royal flower, Noah Astrid. It felt very much like a blossom laced with poison, yet she had no choice but to take it. And once she held a flower for the first time, she couldn’t help but love it.