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Carnations ~ Keefe X Reader

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  Lady Gisela stood there. She knew she had me under control, but I didn't want her to. But I could always join him. I look over at the other side of the dark cave that's covered in a dusty green powder that gives me the creeps. There was a guy. Blonde hair that looks like it would take forever to do and his eyes, how do I describe his eyes? They were the coldest shade of blue, yet they held the most warmth I'd ever seen.
  "Please, please don't join them Y/N, please."
  He held out a hand as his eyes somehow turned even warmer. Lady Gislea laughed bitterly. "That's my Y/N for you, always choosing the wrong side."
  The elf whipped his head around and stalked closer to Lady Gisela. I wanted to reach out, to grab his hand to stop him and tell him that it was too dangerous, but I couldn't. He was already too close. 
  "She's on the right side if she chooses us and she knows it very well." His voice was low, and icy. I shivered a bit just listening to it.
  Lady Gisela glared at him. "Watch your tone Keefe, I'm still your mother." That took me by surprise. His...mother? Suddenly I could see the family resemblance. The hair, the eyes, although her eyes were as icy as their name. 
  The elf, or I guess I should call him Keefe, clenched his hands into fists and took deep breaths, trying to calm himself from yelling at Gisela. He then gritted his teeth and spat out, "If you were my mother you wouldn't be doing this." Gisela opened her mouth to speak but was interrupted by a scream. Her eyes widened and she dashed out of there as fast as she could. Keefe's tensed up body relaxed and he turned to me, a smile appearing on his features, although it looked slightly forced. He lent me his hand again and this time I took it. His hand was soft, yet slightly calloused. I didn't want to know what he did to get calluses, but it didn't seem very friendly.All Rights Reserved

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Playing His Games by loukeet

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The Heart Knows No Crown by asthmadayus

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