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𝐒𝐚𝐬𝐚𝐧 𝐀𝐫𝐜 | 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝟐 :
𝘈 𝘚𝘢𝘴𝘢𝘯 𝘗𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘦


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❝  𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚊 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚕 𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚎𝚝 𝚊 𝚖𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚢 𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚎𝚗 ❞

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❝ 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚊 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚕 𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚎𝚝 𝚊 𝚖𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚢 𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚎𝚗 ❞



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Petrified. As Mystras - cradled in a ball - dangled helplessly from a firm grasp that clutched onto his collar, he felt petrified.

He had been caught. Now what would they do to him?

Mystras clenched his eyes shut, too terrified to look,
but his curiosity overpowered fear and he reluctantly peeked through his eyelids to identify his capturer.

He expected to confront a spiteful scowl smeared across a hideous face. He anticipated for the sight of cruel eyes to bore straight through him. Maybe even a gruesome scar or dozens of piercings.

But instead, Mystras met an enchanting pair of rubies.

And instantly, all his fear washed away.

His eyes, once clamped shut, widened in absolute awe as he gazed at the red-haired beauty before him. Hostility defined her sharp yet divine features; scarlet eyes piercing through Mystras like bloody daggers while her full lips tugged into a subtle frown.

It was an intense, suspicious stare that struck Mystras with fear but also fascination. How could someone look so terrifying and stunning at the same time?

"Why were you watching us?" She asked, a sharp tone laced into her voice like the cutting edge of a razor blade.

"I-I was just wondering if I c-could sit next to you," Mystras stuttered nervously under her ruby-eyed stare as waves of blood rushed to his face. Oh dear god, don't let his nose bleed now...

"Let him join us Masumi," Sinbad requested, gesturing to the Fanalis to return to their table, where her crew had been witnessing the entire situation. Masumi carelessly dropped the stranger on his feet and yanked her dagger from the barrels, before returning to her comrades with a dreamy-eyes Mystras following her trail like a lost puppy

"Why is it you want to sit here? There are plenty of other seats," Sinbad asked their stalker, while the Fanalis seated herself, keeping a suspicious eye on Mystras.

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