Friggra's Garden (English Edition)


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Sopa
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Chapter 1
Published 4 months, 26 days ago
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One of Friggra's thousands tea-times in her garden... but something is different.

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Author's Notes

Reminder that English is not my first language, so grammar mistakes are likely to appear! Do not hesitate to correct me in that case as it helps me learn, I'll be grateful!

Update log:

[2024-03-07] Added Chapter 3 and some general editing for the three chapters.

[2024-01-19] Added Chapter 2 and more grammar correction on Chapter 1.

[2024-01-10] Some grammar corrections. 

Chapter 1



Pollendust filled the air like fireflies during the day. Frigga was sitting under the roof of a beautifully decorated awning. She was again in her enormous tea garden that extended hundreds of kilometers beyond the never ending horizon. It was full of precious sunflowers, spring star flowers of all colors, and the whitest of the moonflowers. Gardeners were taking care of them with showing gentlyness while Friggra gazed the beauty before her with nostalgic touch in the eyes; the flowers looked precious under the omincent light of her now almost empty palace.

A servant came in running with a teapot and a lonely cup, making her best to not spill any of the hot water; it needed to be perfect, especially now she was late. She carefully laid the golden plate onto the glassy table, almost gasping for air. "I apologise, My Sun." The servant said, doing a shaking bow; "Personnel is getting short."

"It's fine." Friggra replied without looking.

The servant looked up, confused or rather surprised, opened the mouth a couple times before shutting up completely.

"You may leave if work is hard inside the palace." Friggra ordered.

The servant agreed with a grimace and quickly purposed to leave.

Then she stopped.

"With all respect, My Sun: Do not let this turn you off." The servant began, turning back to Friggra with a nervous look. "Your shine is brighter than any other sun. It is irreplicable."

Friggra didn't move her big eyes off the garden, but her attention went to her servant with the slightest lift of her left ear.

"You deserve to shine... My Sun."

After a long scared for her life silence, the servant left with an awkward final bow. Friggra turned back right after with the small servant's words now invading her head.