A flower like no other

Arriving back from the festival Saren donned a golden colored headdress on his head and carried a flower by its stem in his mouth. He had gotten the flower with the intent to give it to his sister Thalia, they had had a nice conversation at the festival and he wanted to thank her for it. He wanted to thank her for her support of him. Saren hadn’t actually heard that anyone supported him before so that alone meant a lot to him. He looked around to see if he could spot his sister, he knew she’d probably think he looked silly but he didn’t really care.