Rene
Everything was nicely getting together for Dina's birthday. Since Finley arrived, many nobles who supported Dmitry and could be grateful for their lives for him, gave their support to Fin as well. Despite that our plan wasn't to raise Fin to be the next Emperor, this wide group of nobles, didn't let the chance of siding with the winning part escape. Finley didn't know when his birthday was. I overheard him talking with Dina the other day.
- Mom promised that she'll make those delicious sugarcoated flowers for my birthday! - Dina said and I stopped to listen to their conversation curiously.
- Which flowers?
- Hm.. They are usually pink or red, I think she called them Ribiscus!
- That's Hibiscus Little Lady! - Magda corrected her kindly.
- Oh, right! Hibiscus! - Dina picked a flow
