EXCUUUUUSSSEEE MEEEE??!!
"Of course," answered Vally, reaching his other hand to stroke her hair, still frowning with worry. She swallowed, nervous about his reaction. "Valleric, do you promise to cut off my wings when I order you to do so?"
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Fantasy · From_Another_Realm
Imagine she keeps all the wings of her enemies in the dungeon as decoration, now THAT could be some psychological torture! Did she tear off the wings of her first bf?
Barbie? That you?
In her younger years, she avoided a whiff of that scent. Hideous memories of pink tea parties filled her mind. The type where little girls would dress up in poofy summer gowns and the type she would be bullied for not wearing one. They were always hosted by non-other than her cousin (or rather considered cousin).
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Fantasy · From_Another_Realm
I should also be a moth, cause I love the *glitter and gleam*
Evidently, winter was approaching. The sky was darker with cooler hues. The moss slushed for the moisture didn't evaporate as effectively, and pretty soon, the moss would freeze due to dropping temperatures. Riona used to admire crystalized moss. The shine and sparkles amused her while the best part was to hear the satisfying crunch under her boots. Now that she understood her fascination towards alluring shimmers, she would avert her attention from it. "Only Moths love glitter and gleam," she told herself, "That must be how Drystan noticed..."
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Fantasy · From_Another_Realm
Dum Dum Duuuuuuummm
"I'm smart. An assassination was bound to happen when so many important people are in one castle. I'm not sure who it is yet, but I've seen clues. You're not the only one sneaking in the shadows, Lord Valleric. I know your secrets."
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Fantasy · From_Another_Realm
Noooooo, not lord Henry! He was my front runner *wipes away tear
Caspian glanced towards Vally and back to her. "Lord Henry..." He finally said.
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Fantasy · From_Another_Realm
Hehe, socks to be him
"Calm down sir Lancelot," snapped Caspian irritated, "I'm here because of an emergency, for goodness sake! One of the lords is dead."
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Fantasy · From_Another_Realm
Well, if the assassin wanted to kill someone closest to Riona, wouldn't they specifically target the suitors who stays? So, strategically thinking, wouldn't it be best to "send away" the suitors she liked? The rest can be sacrificed.
Ulric was ushered up. "Why are you this hasty to be rid of them?" Riona leaned on the palms of her hands behind her back on the desk, exposing her night garments. She glanced towards the door before answering, "It is solely for their safety. We have an infiltrator and I don't wish to have any of them harmed. It is for the best."
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Fantasy · From_Another_Realm
Wondering the same thing Ulric
Ulric slumped in his seat yet scrunched his brows in strange confusion. "Henry?"
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Fantasy · From_Another_Realm
Say it ain't true🫠
He is the one who lurks in my nightmares. He is the one who threatens to return. He is the one who lusts revenge," she sniffled, "I fear he wants to take my wings as I have taken his. That is why I would rather you take them and look after them."
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Fantasy · From_Another_Realm