" Cale " Talking
' Cale ' Thinking
" CALE " Shouting
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"What?! GET YOUR HANDS OFF ME!" Cale shouts as Hera and four other members of the siren tribe start dragging him toward another room, while the others watch with a mix of pity and excitement.
"Poor unlucky bastard," Eruhaben remarks, settling comfortably on the couch as the palace staff begin serving him.
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After a full fifteen minutes, Eruhaben remained seated on the couch, flanked by Gerald, Halter, and Shickler, while the younger six stood nearby.
Archie and George were engaged in their usual bickering, with the others observing them and chatting among themselves.
"Did you have to deal with this every day?" Aries asked, glancing at the fighting duo.
"Yeah," Paseton replied wearily.
"Poor you," Whitra said, adding, "But at least you had the chance to be with His Majesty. I heard he called you 'hyung' and me 'noona.'" She said joyfully.
"That was the best day of my life," Whitra continued dramatically, with Paseton nodding in agreement.
Meanwhile, Amos and Aries watched the two with deadpan expressions, though they were seething with jealousy inside.
Amos cleared his throat before saying, "That's not our main concern. His Majesty's protests have ceased for seven minutes now. I wonder what's happening with him," he said, eyeing the door through which Cale had been dragged.
"My lady Hera must have worn him out," Aries commented bluntly, as if she had experienced this countless times.
Just as Whitra was about to respond, the door swung open to reveal Hera entering enthusiastically, dragging Cale behind her.
The room fell silent as everyone took in Cale's appearance. He was dressed in a white hanfu adorned with golden lines, symbolizing purity and elegance. A red cape draped over his left shoulder, adding a touch of nobility and vibrance.
A decorative belt, primarily red with gold accents, cinched the hanfu at Cale's waist. The belt was detailed with ornamental pieces, possibly jade or metal, enhancing the luxurious quality of the attire.
The wide, flowing sleeves of the hanfu were white with red and gold embellishments. On Cale's head, near his elegantly twisted black horns, rested an ornate crown adorned with gold and a red gemstone at its base.
The outfit, combined with Cale's flowing red hair, elven ears, and black horns, exuded a sense of majesty, grace, and authority.
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