Novels by Ciel Beline

᯽⊱❈═ E T H E L ═❈⊰᯽"And that was the dream," Audra concluded simply. "It was voices in a strange and noisy void.""Is something bothering you lately?" the platinum-haired woman couldn't help but deduce something of that sort. "You know, dreams are sometimes things that our mind thinks or sees frequently.""No, I refuse to believe that I would fixate on something like that," Audra tried to speak nonchalantly, shrugging. "Who would be so idle?""I don't know," Ethel replied with an ironic tone, her lips arched mischievously. "I really have no idea.""So funny," Audra responded with a hint of irony. "Why haven't they hired you as a court jester yet, huh?" He arched one eyebrow as he approached her shoulder, almost lightly pushing her. "Your humor would be so memorable it would go down in history.""Do you feel so offended by me insinuating something so obvious?" The tone was arrogant, sarcastic. "And besides, I really would... imagine," she le

᯽⊱❈═ A U D R A ═❈⊰᯽"Great, she seems fine..." the burgundy-haired dragon sighed in relief as he looked at the amulet again. "Now... I deserve...," he finally surrendered to the mattress, wrapping himself in the soft blankets scented with lavender and jasmine. "So warm..." he murmured, smiling to himself as he buried his face even deeper into the fluffy fabric.He had thought about devising a plan at that moment, he had indeed considered it, but... he couldn't deny that he was also exhausted to a level he hated to admit.His body was already succumbing to darkness, his eyes closing slowly as they could no longer stay awake, no longer remain conscious.Even dragons couldn't overcome tiredness.—⊰᯽᯽᯽᯽᯽᯽⊱—"Hmm..." the burgundy-haired man mumbled, squinting his eyes due to the light that shone on his face. "Is it morning already?" he questioned, realizing that he had fallen asleep at that very moment the previous night, right after

᯽⊱❈═ E T H E L ═❈⊰᯽"Mum...?" the platinum-haired girl arrived, heading towards her mother's room with a gentle smile. "Are you still awake? The ball ended not long ago..." She searched, and searched a little more until she saw a familiar silhouette leaning against a chair."Darling! How was it there?" her mother asked with a gentle smile."Tiring," she slumped down, burying her face in her mother's neck. "Nobles talk too much and are bothersome..." She whined like a tired child, even though her body was no longer that of a child."I know how it is, but... you know you don't have to go," her mother gently stroked her snowy white hair."I have to," she replied succinctly. "Connections are good, necessary."Her mother sighed, giving her a weak smile, knowing that her daughter was not wrong, but also having a slight desire that her child wouldn't have to go through that exhaustion."Just don't overdo it," the woman with honey-colored hai

᯽⊱❈═ E T H E L ═❈⊰᯽· · • • • Several years later • • • · ·"Look who just arrived, Miss Verena!" an elderly man exclaimed, raising a champagne glass."Miss? I thought you were already married," another man next to him said, as if it were a highly convincing compliment.Their faces were flushed, and they were swaying, leaning on each other's shoulders. Their speech was occasionally slurred.Did they really think they could accomplish anything in that state?"I see I made you wait, my dear," firm hands grasped the pale shoulders, hands with dark skin and sharp black nails that were extremely familiar. A disguised smile appeared on the dragon's face, one that hinted that if given any kind of permission, a murder would occur at that very moment."It's nothing important," the platinum-haired woman replied, accompanied by a social smile, one that was clearly forced and rehearsed. "D

᯽⊱❈═ A U D R A ═❈⊰᯽It wants me well, it wants me badly, it wants me well, it wants me badly...That's what that poor flower was being asked as the burgundy-haired one plucked a petal, and then another and another, without even knowing the purpose or reason for it."This is stupid! Why do people do that?" he couldn't help but show immense indignation as he got up off the ground with everything "how would a flower determine that? How would I prefer i-..." only one petal was missing, one just after a 'barely me that. ' "silly thing..." he plucked the last one, thus blushing and hiding his face with one hand.It was extremely ridiculous that something like happiness was filling him at that moment, all because of a petal that was like a premeditated bet, or at least one that seemed very premeditated.No, it wasn't premeditated...Almost nothing was, destiny was something abstract but at the same time something that made too much sense.On

᯽⊱❈═ E T H E L ═❈⊰᯽A villain, that's what the little dragon said to her, that's what he suggested to her to thrones, to avoid that cold, sharp fate at her core; that crimson sheet on the floor spreading."Thinking too much, violet?" the dragon wings that were so familiar just landed on the balcony, with an almost theatrical delicacy."Overthinking is euphemism, dear..." the purple-eyed one sighed as she said "this all seems so...strange.""Maybe it is" the burgundy haired one quickly replied "but things that can save your skin are usually strange, no?""And how do you know I'm thinking about it?" she turned her head sharply towards him "are you reading my mind?""No..." he laughed "it was just a kick, after all...that was the last thing we talked about" he said simply as he gestured with one hand "and another, you always think too much, about anything I or any other being talks about."'That's true...' the platinum one couldn't help