“Milady, would you like to bake with us again?” May enquired as the others were preoccupied.
While I was taking a cup of tea, she was in my room.
I shake my head and give her a dejected expression before seeing May get even more dejected. "Oh, I would love to but not just now, May I have a lot of things going on for the time being," I say.
The young friend I have said in her finest tone of voice and smiled, "Oh, I understand Milady. If there's anything you want to ask me, please don't hesitate on doing so," and I did the same thing except that I couldn't help staring at the setting sun while drinking my tea.
It's been a day since that incident, but I still remember every detail of it, especially how my friend's past came to light.
Am I the one who gave him his name at this point? Yet, there might have been such scenarios, and it's not just me, right?
Maybe that was just some impulsive hope that it was genuine even when it w
I have no idea how I got into this situation. The things Casimir told me earlier didn't even register because of this pleasure.Instead, I continue to shake my body against his until he is completely comfortable with what I'm doing.Despite the fact that what he mentioned earlier is very important to my plans with Auster, I moan like a mad cat. In the end, every time I cum simply with his hands, I keep getting the impression that I'm in some type of heaven."Solstice, do you want me to fill you in this time?" He uses a deep, low, husky voice when he says my name, making every woman drool at how seductive he sounds.He had me firmly in his grasp this evening, so I couldn't help but chuckle when he said it.“Do you agree this time, Casimir? If you want me to act like a whore, I can do that only, let me ride you until we're both out of breath."I can only hear him smile and smirk, "I didn't realize you had this kind of side, Solstice, and
His voice sounded like a whisper, but I heard it enough to understand, "Therefore be better prepared because I will never go easy on the fight that will happen this time, Solstice."That was similar to the comfortable breezy breeze.I knew I had another impact on him when, as I gripped his arms, I chuckled and nodded simultaneously to get his attention.He could only shake his head and sigh, "What?" I attempt to sound cool when I ask him, but I know that I don't since my eyes have already focused on the familiar faces of the aristocrats who betrayed me and laughed behind my back.I want to make them pay, and I knew Auster would treat me badly for it.I was just unable to answer the question of why he seems to have a grudge towards them. Or was it the fact that he was acting in the same manner as Celius?I shook my head, attempting to keep from thinking anything important right now. Not when I was aware that avoiding such thinking was necessa
I felt my flesh start to burn as soon as I heard those words. The fact that the voice is recognizable and there is some tension in the air gave me the impression that there was a breeze blowing through the two enormous trees."This young lady is back if it weren't for the infamous Mister Mage Cei. You two had better hide the next time, or I'll capture you both and kill you both, hadn't I warned you of that?” The host then chuckles, as though he had no control over these circumstances.That's when I grab Celius' coat, my hands trembling, and never let go. That already indicates that a perilous situation exists.Celius might resuscitate me like the last time, putting me in danger.This host's voice seems tranquil, but it's the exact opposite of the serene view he's providing us—and having us do."Too terrible that the young lady you've entered with into my den is a lost human, tsk, tsk, tsk," he says.Celius was glancing at the you
Once more, we race through some hallway corners without knowing where our feet will end up. Celius brought me near to him, and when I glance at his hand, it is firmly grasping mine and entwining our fingers.Everything appears to be so quiet that it can even hide the darkness that is hovering over us and pursuing us to the furthest reaches of the area.I'm not sure why there is this atmosphere of shadows, but in the end, I suppose it has something to do with the adversaries.Because the individual we just saw is an illustration of how we should avoid catching their attention. They are capable of attacking anyone without even having any prior training.As though they are under the sway of an elusive someone or force. When Celius stops, I broaden my eyes as I cast a narrowing glance our way.Eventually, we came to this enormous wall covered in antique drawings. It has a different shape from the other walls.I can tell that it is shaped like an
With this chilly water, I had the impression of having a bath. I hardly have any room to maneuver.My eyes enlarge as I gaze at the young boy who is staring at me. There is no sign of the warm water flowing from his face. Instead, all I see are eyes that glitter with an unidentifiable substance.“You claim to be Claudius Penerium, right? How is that possible?” When I ask him in a whisper, I'm simultaneously asking myself the same question.I furrow my brows, but I can't help but stare at the sight of the young lad who has his mouth the widest and eyes the most open.“Why? You must be unaware that I am the only Penerium descendant, right?” He continues to act as though it's not a big deal, but for Celius and me, it is.The Penerium is a thing. It is neither a home nor a soul. It resembles a golden cup with an ancient god or goddess' flower seal on it.What puzzles me is why this little young child is claiming to be a P
When I opened my eyes, I am being supported by this familiar creature in a strange place. I am so close to the edge that I can hardly speak. I turn to see, and a chill runs down my spine.The environment makes me feel as though I still belong in a different time.Yet, I am unsure because Celius had been staring at me as if I had just gone insane following what had transpired.Nothing was certain about what one should be asking or responding to for a very long time while quiet filled our places.I focus my attention on Celius the longest, and I can hear him sigh. He says a few strings of curses that are a little difficult for me to grasp. I shake my head and do the same as he did earlier.Until I had his entire attention, a pair of orange flames had been moving toward me as if they were already penetrating my soul.At that point, I opened my mouth to let out a breath I hadn't let out in a long time since I had arrived at this location.
I open my mouth to say something but find no words. The being is familiar to me when I gaze at him, but all I can make out is that he was grinning a dejected smile.I can tell that I'm safe because of the way his words caressed my entire being and seemed to be enough to calm my anxiousness.My hands are firm enough that I can be in this peaceful location without them trembling. When I turn around and look at this location, I see another creature, but he wasn't this one. That being looks like Casimir, yet at the moment, it's a person that resembles Xander.Xander looks just like the young man in front of me, but he is different. Since I knew Xander was dangerous and that he never solicited advice unless it was crucial to his plans, this creature was the complete opposite.He doesn't care what people think. That's what I can tell from his appearance and the way he speaks, at least for the extremely brief period that we've previously been t
My mouth became a thin line as that complete silence filled his space, and I drank the tea he had offered.I noticed as I looked around that these shadows are illuminated by the warm flickers of lights. I continued to stare at it until I was forced to stop breathing and open my eyes in response to the strange warmth that was descending beside my cheek.Our eyes locked as he said, "The wind had already swept your hair, Sol, and you're busy to be conscious, I guess." I can see a reflection of myself in his eyes.I can compare Xander's eyes to those because they don't have that same spark.I don't remember ever being this close to Xander. Perhaps it was when we had sex? Yet I can't think of any with this kind of event taking place in a garden.Before I knew it, he was leaning against my ears, creating the impassive warmth I had been feeling earlier. A warm, minty forest aroma cascaded down my neck.When I look at my hands, they are not tremblin