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Another day, another case that seemingly stretched on to eternity. Another case that slowly drove her mad.
Driving her mad seemed to be the only thing that life seemed to have been doing recently. The swarm of foolish new prosecutors seemed to be doing the same.
Whether it was that foolish gaudy fop Klavier or the foolishly foolhardy wannabe hot topic samurai Blackquill, the prosecutor's office slowly turned into a circus, and Franziska felt more and more like a clown.
She…she needed a break, didn’t she?
A break from the constant madness and stress that came with being a prosecutor. Luckily, Franziska knew of a place where her struggles and sorrows would melt away every time.
It luckily wasn’t very far from the office, she could slip through unnoticed to go there.
Franziska’s heels clacked against the pavement as she made her way to the flower field.
The sweet smell of the flowers filled the air as their various colours. The violets, marigolds, primrose, and carnival flowers bloomed gracefully in the field. Something else seemed to be in the field with them…
Mid length hair with a braid, white and red robes, a black dress… w-wait was that-
Verity Gavelle, the young judge Franziska had been dating…
And she was in Franziska’s quiet place.
Franziska couldn’t tell if this was a blessing or curse, either way, she strode towards the field, the soft brush of the blooming plants brushed against her stockinged legs.
She soon made her way to her lover, who quickly turned around to acknowledge Franziska.
“F-Franziska darling, what’re you doing here? My word you look a mess…”
Verity said with a great concern in her voice
As much as Franziska wanted to object, Verity was right. Her elegant silvery blue hair was frazzled, she hadn’t eaten a proper meal in days, her makeup, though minimal, was runny and undone.
“Poor darling…”
Verity said, cupping Franziska’s (now blushing) face.
“Here- I know something that could maybe help…”
Verity said, letting go of Franziska’s face
“Meine schazi, what are you doing”
Franziska inquired as Verity leaned down and grabbed a few flowers, twining them between her fingers.
Soon enough, she had created a flower crown, and placed it upon Franziska’s head.
“There, now my Prosecuting Princess has a crown”
It was only fair that Franziska returned the favour, as she herself bent down to create a crown of her own. She took a bundle of various pink and orange flowers, and twined their stems together, forming the perfect crown for the perfect lover.
She planted it on Verity’s head, who let out a little giggle as she was crowned. Then Franziska reached for Verity’s hands, and it was soon the Judge’s turn to turn into a blushing mess.
Hand in hand, Franziska stared deeply into Verity’s eyes, before she leaned forward, planting a kiss onto her lips.
“Ich liebe dich”
Franziska muttered as she pulled away
“I-I love you too, darling”
Managed to escape from Verity’s lips