It was blunt, to-the-point and seething with venom. And Felix didn't know why, but he felt like he had to know. Like he needed to know. But what was the point? He'd only met this girl an hour ago. What gave him the right to pry into her personal life like that? Why does he care? Was he still clinging onto some speck of hope that this was the same Luna he had loved so many years ago? He closed his eyes and scratched his head in frustration. This wasn't the time nor the place to be thinking about this shit. Right now, he had to just survive the first day of school.
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The man's hand skimmed up Mei's neck to cover her already shut eyes.
With coordination, the wolves all pounced at me at the same time! Focusing the moonlight's strength and Qi to my legs, I swept the ground in a circular manner with strength weaker than my earlier blow.
I walked into the familiar palace, I had lived my whole life. "Good evening, Juliette." My father was reading his newspaper by the fire. "Good evening, father." I went over to sit by him. "Did you have an enjoyable time at that party? Did you do enough socializing to keeping up apperance?" He peered over his glasses to look at me. "Yes and yes, thank you for asking. I was wondering, is there any social event coming up soon?" He put down his paper, "Not anything I know of, but that could be subject to change. Is there something on your mind?" He looked at me questioningly. "I met a young heir at the party, and was hoping to get the chance to have a meeting with him?" I held my breath as I watched my father think it over. "I don't see why not. You're reaching the age when you need to be courted. I want to see what man has captured my daughter's heart. How about you ask him to have afternoon tea with us in 3 days time?" I almost screamed! "Thank you, daddy!" I ran over and kissed him on the cheek. He chuckled and picked his paper back up, "Why don't you get a start on that letter? He's not going to invite himself." I rushed upstairs, to my study, and pulled out a quill and paper. That's when I realized, I didn't know exactly how to write to him. Talking had been so easy. It felt like second nature with him. I started off plain. "Dear Mr. James Moore," Mr sounds like he's an old man, but formalities are a must. "I hope this letter finds you in good health." Still a little boring. "I had a splendid time this evening talking with you. So as promised, my father and I formally invite you for afternoon tea 3 days from now. I hope you'll be able to join us. Yours truly, Juliette Belmont." I read the letter over again and held it close to my body. James Moore, I can't wait to see you again. Then I spritzed a little of my favorite perfume around it. Finally sealing it within an envelope. "Kingsley!" I called. Within a few moments Kingsley appeared in my doorway. "Yes, miss Juliette?" I handed him the letter. "Please have this sent to the Moore residency soon." He turned and left with the letter, and I finally started to relax. Tonight had been such a strange and wonderful event. Never would I have thought, that I would have met my prince charming at a small party. I hope he gets the letter and comes for tea.
"Jungkook, If I cancel my wedding will you stop whatever it is your doing."
While meditating Alex felt a small amount of intertwined warmth and coldness inside of his body, both being separate yet still intertwined: the warmth filled with vibrancy, and life, seeming to originate from his heart and felt all throughout the body; the other spiritual, cold yet filled with serenity, originating from outside of his body. Though in smaller amounts than the warmth the coldness easily matches it's counterpart. Both energies interacting with eachother, both slowly increasing as time went on.
The entire place was covered in fire, surrounded by demons with black holes for eyes, a mouth as big as a basketball filled with razor sharp teeth and fangs. Dragging their dead tired corpses around the field.
"Wha–?! What did you do? Do you know who I am? I am–"
She took my guild card and the quests before she uses some sort of magic item. The card shines slightly before she stamps the quests. Then she puts them on the counter once again.
Barragan had not participated in the battle of the Seireitei, making it impossible for any countermeasures to have had been made against him.
The room was quite all of a sudden. To think the first one to speak after a few moments would be the last to speak.