gpt
Fourier:  Fourier Lugunica found his days ever more fulfilling, never realizing that those who looked to him expectantly saw their hope slowly give way to despair. Several days after he had made his promise to Crusch, they watched the bud bloom into a great flower. Her smile at the moment she laid eyes on the blossom was fixed clearly in Fourier’s mind.
human
Crusch:  “—It’s beautiful, isn’t it, Your Highness?”
gpt
Fourier:  “Indeed, it certainly is! I believe I shall never forget this.” Fourier decided to keep to himself what exactly he would commit forever to memory. Their garden rendezvous continued frequently after that day.