𝕮𝖚𝖑𝖕𝖗𝖎𝖙

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Kira's attention was kept on her woodwind instruments, skillfully handling them as she worked with other musicians to perfect the tune

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Kira's attention was kept on her woodwind instruments, skillfully handling them as she worked with other musicians to perfect the tune. The celebration of the nobles and royals in the queen's castle is as lively as she expected it to be, dancing and drinking as if there was tomorrow.

Kira jumped lightly when she felt a light tap on her shoulder, turning to see Matsukawa's cheeky grin, "let's go have fun for a bit."

"What?"

"The rest will take over, enjoy yourself milady," Kira could only smile as she watched the tall male giddily spinning around, eventually lost in the crowd. She was just about to follow suit when she felt someone gripping her wrist, turning to see Terushima, a serious expression on his face.

Kira's smile faltered, her brows knitted together as she grew worried, "what's wrong?"

Terushima took a deep breath, his eyes staring right into her soul, "Kira, are you hiding something from us?"

"Why do you say that?"

"It's just," the male took his time to go over his words, clearly feeling conflicted with her behaviour, "you've been distant lately, and I'm really worried."

"You know you can depend on me, right?" Terushima finished his sentence with a slight blush dusting his cheek, one that didn't go unnoticed by her. The sorceress took his hand in hers, giving it a gentle squeeze before presenting a smile, her face equally red as his, "I got this, Yuuji."

Said male could only sigh as she let his hands go, watching as she too made her way into the crowd. His hand ghosted lightly above the others, the feeling of her hands and warmth still clear in his mind. Terushima shook his head violently, slapping himself awake before attending to another noblewoman in the ballroom.


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"You don't have to, Lady Loretta," the maid, frowned as she watched the elder woman taking up a tray full of drinks in her hands, smiling lightly as she winked at her.

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