𝕾𝖔𝖓𝖌 𝖙𝖔 𝖑𝖎𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖓 𝖙𝖔: 𝕲𝖔𝖑𝖉 𝕽𝖚𝖘𝖍 𝖇𝖞 𝕿𝖆𝖞𝖑𝖔𝖗 𝕾𝖜𝖎𝖋𝖙
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The man's voice hit the four corners of the room that held us, his eyes that once had descended on mine, took a few more seconds to finally return to his first guest.
When his long and thin arms reached through Lexus' confused eyes only to tuck some of the strands of hair into his ears, his lips formed into a sinister curl.
His eyes that was once like sand, shone with lights of mystic hues appearing, and his head was held by the only young man in front of him. When my sight gazed at where Lexus was, I could see how his penetrating eyes narrowed.
His steady mouth which would always be the same, has shown a wide gap and yet, only sounds of breathes exchanges were heard.
No other sounds except when the man moved toward Lexus almost closing the gap between their bodies.
"Such a magnificent shield, I couldn't even see your real soul!" his words exclaimed like he was floating in the smoky skies.
His long hands wavered to cradle Lexus' frail cheeks and began to twirl around holding some invisible strings from the air. His long and slender body twisted, accompanied by his elongated legs twerking through the cold air.
Even when we were in this mystical room full of different lights, I could still feel how the passing wind gave rise to my calmly looking skin.
I saw in my peripheral vision how Lexus turned to face me and mouthed me some words, but because of the lights, I could barely know what he meant by what his mouth acted.
I could only shake my head with a corresponding sigh as I put both of my shoulders high up in the air.
"All right, I guess, I can make the bargain a little bit lighter for you," the man's voice became deep like a water's sound flowing through the deepest part of an ocean.
His lips remained one with the devil, and when his long slender finger descended on Lexus' nose, I could see how his body moved without his feet moving. As if Lexus was being pushed by an unknown person.
My eyes got heavier, and I blinked a few times before finally putting both of my hands to my cheeks creating a resounding noise of someone hitting, and yet when I tried to do it the second time, I felt something warmth gripping my hands.
When the darkness within my mind got enveloped with penetrating flushes of golden mist, I could see a person, who had a different figure than anyone, he had silver hair and eyes, and he had been clothes like a person who had been in ancient times.
"Vestia, don't ever hit yourself again..." his voice sounded like a fresh morning in a summer field, where I was in the middle of the meadow. It was like the last drop of rain from a sunflower, a colliding cold and warmth gust through my body and yet, my eyes widened.
My hands which were flatly resting on both of my cheeks began to shake from his mesmerizing grip overwhelming my body with warmth.
"Who are y---" Before my mouth could finish the words, I set my mind to ask, with a snap of a finger echoing within the room, my head immediately turned to the source, and it was a devilish man with his sinister smile.
He readjusted his single lens with his other hand still resting in front of him as if holding what I called earlier, an invisible string.
"It seemed that you were also mesmerized, Milady"
"What do you mean?"
"What do I mean?" as if his voice couldn't get any more wavered, his chuckles sounded like a devil's laughter, and later became deafening like a thunderous cloud.
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The Abandoned Princess: Promises Arc
Fantasy"For loving you, I felt abandoned." Upon learning that Caliere Mezor, her fiancé, despises her until her execution, Vestia Monsiore, an abandoned princess of the Dukedom Monsiore, had been given the opportunity to relive her life the second time aro...