𝐅𝐚𝐮𝐱-𝐧𝐚𝐢𝐟

Park Sunghoon, the sole heir of Wiltshire Dukedom, finds himself questioning every aspect of his life when the old King of Great Britain was deemed ill to rule; therefore, making way for a new age that focuses fine arts and architecture over developing their kingdom's might. Resulting in a faction war between two factions.

How do you delineate flowers? By a figure of speech? Or articulating its literal definition? You could choose one of the hundreds of ways to delineate one measly matter.

But for Park Sunghoon, it's just a simple twist of fate to describe the sole flower-Kim Sunoo-dancing delicately in a meadow of grasses. Seeking answers under the tense watchful eyes of the nobles. Set in Regency Era, thumb through Park Sunghoon's troubles and dilemmas as he treads through Great Britain's nobility and the street of Old London just to know the meaning of a flower. Will the two gentlemen overcome the hurdle when their families aren't in the same factions?

(Cross-posted on AO3 under the same title and author's username)