Mwahahaha >8D *ahem* B-But yeah, she'll know now.
She watch with sea green eyes as the bi-colored male looked around for something. What was Edgar searching for? Vlad blinked at him, her head tilting to the side a bit as she observed him stick his hand into his bag again. She saw him grin to himself, which only furthered the Russian's confusion. What on Earth could he possibly be smiling at? No doubt it was the mysterious object he had been digging around for, but really... What was it? She was curious to know what it was.
The man slowly and gingerly pulled out a yellow and scarlet flower, and Vladislava's orbs widened at it. That was such a beautiful rose—but was it really a rose? She had never seen a rose in person before, but the main protagonist in her book had given his sweetheart such a flower. But that novel said roses had thorns, didn't it? This two-shaded plant had no thorns. Besides, the rose in the book was pure red, not two colors. Unless that thorned rose was a spin-off of an original rose such as this.
Edgar held out the flower for her to take, and for a moment, she just stared at it. What did this symbolize? She blinked at it for a while before she soon put two and two together. That romance novel! In it, the boy gave the girl a rose, just as Edgar was doing unto her now.
... But... Did... Did that mean that Edgar was in love with her? That's what the guy in the book said his rose meant to the girl. A slight blush colored her dark cheeks as she tentatively took the flower, a bit embarrassed that of all people he could've fallen for, it had been her. Her! It was quite strange in her mind, but she couldn't make up his mind. What Edgar wanted to think was what Edgar wanted to think, and she couldn't change it.
The question was, though, did she like him in return? This she was unsure of. She did rather enjoy spending time with him, conversing on paper with him, riding with him, being close to him... Wait, what? Where'd that last thing come from? She hasn't even been all that near him in a physical sense. But... Perhaps that was what she was longing for. To be close to him. To feel his warmth.
And ultimately feel the love he had for her.
A soft, tender smile rose onto her muzzle as she gently held the rose, then brought it up to her heart. She nodded slowly to Edgar before bestowing upon his gift a kiss, and reached out with her free paw to touch his hand. No words were needed to express that she too did have feelings for him, and she knew he would understand her clearly.
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