บททั้งหมดของ MOONLIGHT SERENADE - The Dance Of The Goddess : บทที่ 11 - บทที่ 18

AITHNE'S POV~VeMiCa Restaurant~ "Here's your Derita Pasta Frittata." "Thank you." Jeyre and I said as the lady carefully dropped the tray on the table and served us. "You're welcome." She smiled, leaning upwards. Then she suddenly paused and leaned down slightly, inclining towards me. "You're obviously not from around here." She said and my mouth opened slightly in surprise. "I mean, it's way too obvious given your fashion sense." 'By the goddess!'I swore internally and I felt Majesty's mocking chuckle within me. 'I see what you're doing.' I telepathically retorted at her. 'Remind me to go shopping with Jeyre immediately we get ought of here.' The curious waitress was still talking. "...yet, you seem familiar with our restaurant's most special cuisine. Also, I sense a powerful aura around you." Her eyes fell on my lower body and a flash appeared in her eyes. Pity! Pity? I don't need that from anyone around here. "It seems you might have a sad story you may want to s

AITHNE'S POV "EWE? Is this the place?" Jeyre asked as she helped me alight from the huge transportation medium I just learned was a bus. There's so much to learn in this city and about this city. Its advancement was unimaginable over the years. To be honest, I didn't think the Alpha King to be young. I had imagined him to be a man in his late fifties of sixties like my father. And was actually taken aback when I confirmed my suspicion of him being the Alpha King. I wondered if he had been the Alpha King for a long time already and if he was the force behind this massive technological and infrastructural advancement in the Capital City. "Aithne, I'm so happy you chose to come to Elgarion." Jeyre suddenly said, excitment clear in her voice while helping me settle into my wheelchair again. "I know right," I smiled, loving the way the wind gently toyed with my hair and enjoying the feel of the evening breeze on my skin. "I'm so glad, my lady." She stood behind me and placed h

NARRATIVE “My King, what’s wrong? Are you alright? Did I do something wrong?” The silver blond inquired the moment she regained her balance after the rough manner she had fallen previously, a hint of fear and worry obvious in her violet eyes and facial expression. “It is nothing of your concern.” Cyne said tersely, not giving her a glance as he helped himself into his loose pair of pants. After briefly examining the scene around him seconds later, an obvious result of their intense moment some minutes ago, Cyne stood up from the bed, flexing his powerful muscles a little before grabbing his shirt from a nearby couch. “Nikoli would take you home. Your service here is done for now, Isobel.” The words easily rolled off his tongue as he made for the door. However, he paused on his elegant strides and turned around to the unclad female, sparing her a brief once-over glance. “And note, you must not come around on your own anymore,” he said and Isobel’s brows rose in question. “I woul

NARRATIVE Later in the day, after some hours of trying to control herself seemed futile, Jeyre helped Aithne bind her hands around Ice to keep her from burning the house down in her sleep. She needed to sleep because she hadn't really slept all night. “I'm heading out now, Aithne. I will be back soon.” “Go on, Jey. I'd be fine by myself.” Jeyre's gaze leveled on Aithne's ice binded hands with uncertainty. Aithne chuckled. “Don't worry, I would try not to burn the house down in my sleep. I mean, that should be possible right?” Jeyre smiled. “While I can't say be a hundred percent sure, I'm at least positive.” She picked up her slung leather bag and hung it across her shoulders. Aithne turned her attention from her bossom companion and stared right at the ceiling. “We're lucky enough that the language of the Elgareans only varies slightly with that of Mooncrest's. I'd love to accompany you but I'd only be a burden. So I believe you can manage without me.” “Oh, common