Chương 66: Chapter 66 - Our Intricate Dance of Etched Concerns
The reborn cultivator's fingers suddenly trembled as she attempted to carve out one of her intricate sigils into the dark metal rivet. The usually steady mind of the cultivator wavered, drifting far from the task at hand. It lingered on the memory of Qatrand - *resplendent* in all of that silver - standing before a mirror in the ceremonial atelier's shop after trying one on at her urging.
The image was seared into her eyes (and a spirit fragment). How the suit had hugged Qatrand's strong frame… the way the light caught the silver threads and made her 'fortress' shine like a beacon. Her breath hitched once again, practically mirroring the instant she'd first laid eyes on her Qat in the wedding attire.
The awl in her hand then slipped - leaving an unintended gash across the surface of a piece of prototyping leather. The heiress cursed softly in her heart. Then she closed her eyes briefly.
"Focus."
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Seraphelki
Seraphelki No Regerts.
Yatrel, you ruined my amorous dense Qat. You're on my list. I shall bring you coal.
Ondua, you're lacking trust in Elua. You're also on my... actually, no, good job on finally getting there.
Though you folded so quickly with her cover-ups back to loving dad.
No wonder you still don't understand that Anper has moved from not being friendly to actively hating you.
Though I guess not everyone has their spirit blasting their deeper emotions at certain people like El does.
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