Chapter Sixty-Eight.
Fitz could hardly keep his eyes off his angel, the smile on her face was bright enough to light up the night sky. Happiness oozed from her every pour as she got lost in the world of flowers she was surrounded by.
“Ooo look!” she excitedly exclaimed, as she came across the huge flower, with bright yellow pettles, and brown centre.
“It is taller than you are!” she added, glancing over her shoulder and giving Fitz a huge grin.
“They look like the sun,” she mused.
“Then we shall call them Sun Flowers,” Fitz chuckled, not telling her that was indeed the flowers name.
“I do not remember seeing these in the dome,” Eliza said, itching to reach out and touch the soft petals.
“I tried them a few years ago, and they did not do very well in the dome. Even though it ha
