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Lou didn’t respond right away. The sound of the water gently lapping against the edges of the bath filled the silence as Lucina’s fingers moved through her hair. It was oddly soothing—comforting, even—but the question left her feeling exposed in a way she hadn’t expected. Her eyes stayed fixed...

Lou stiffened when Lucina’s hands suddenly ghosted over her, instinctively tensing as if she were about to be grabbed. Her first instinct was to recoil, but she forced herself to stay still, stormy grey eyes darting to the side, trying to gauge whether this was some kind of test or just how...

Lou let herself be guided along, her steps hesitant but steady. She hadn’t expected any of this—the warmth of the inn, the casual generosity of Lucina’s family, the ease with which they accepted her presence. It felt strange. Too normal. And now, the bath. She stood stiffly in the changing...

Lou’s steps slowed slightly as they approached the grand wooden door of The Dragon’s Keep. Her stormy grey eyes flickered over the ornate carvings, a stark contrast to the rough, nondescript places she had been sleeping in for the past few days. It was warm here—welcoming, even—but she still...

Lou perked up slightly at the mention of armor, her stormy grey eyes widening with a flicker of excitement. Her own armor? That was something she had never considered before. Growing up, she had always admired the knights in shining plate, the warriors adorned in protective gear as they strode...

Lou shifted in her seat, her fingers tracing idle patterns on the rough wooden table. The guild master’s words echoed in her mind, painting a grim picture of villages disappearing and people vanishing without a trace. Her stormy grey eyes darted toward the murmuring crowd, picking up fragments...

Lou stood at the edge of the commotion, her stormy grey eyes flicking between the fiery Lucina and the arrogant man claiming to be the Scarlett King. The tension in the air was palpable, and Lou couldn’t help but feel small amid the swirling chaos of the crowd. She kept her hood low, hoping to...

Lou followed a few paces behind, her grip on the broken rapier tightening with each step. The weight of their earlier questions still pressed on her, making her feel exposed. It had been a while since she’d spoken her name aloud to anyone outside her family, and the hesitation lingered like a...

The cloaked figure shifted on her feet, the weight of the blade and her guarded demeanor both pressing heavily on her. With a slight grimace, she slowly reached up and pulled the hood back, revealing her short brown hair, messy and sticking to her forehead from the heat of the forge. Her stormy...

The cloaked figure fidgeted slightly under the scrutiny of the dragoness. Then abruptly pulled a sheathed sword out from the brown heavy cloth that hid the figures silhouette. Still speaking with the forced lower octave, the youth insisted. "Its broken...The....the last owner told me it...

Sometime later, the morning had crawled on. The sun was halfway to its first arc, when a short figure slunk in through the front door of the forge. Wearing a brown raggedy cloak. A few scrappy locks of short brown hair peeking out from the shadows of the hood. The figure looked around for a...

Gerard rubbed his chin, watching the scene with a bit of unease. He was really starting to wonder if it had been a wise choise or not. To visit the capital and try to prove himself. That and...the bit about Felis. He'd not been close to the boy. But when a good boy in your village burns to...

Gerard's frown deepened as he absorbed the words swirling around him. The air seemed thick with the weight of the conversation, and yet, Kyros appeared content, nestled comfortably under Sasha's touch, his eyes half-lidded in silent approval. But it was the exchange between the two women that...

Gerard scrubbed his head, the cold wind biting at his fingertips, as he watched in growing anxiety while his friend approached the frosty Sasha. He hesitated, a shiver running down his spine, and glanced back at Rys and Ria, their eyes filled with unease. "Ah... Look, I'm sorry. Kyros has a...

Gerard stood amidst the vibrant chaos of the festival, eyes wide with awe and a hint of trepidation. The twins, Rys and Ria, voices urgent, pulled his attention from the dazzling sights. Gerard nodded, feeling the weight of the situation settle in his chest. "You're right," he agreed, his...

Gerard felt like a lost leaf in a whirlwind, struggling to keep up with the torrent of events around him. The capital city, a vibrant tapestry of culture and business. It was a stark contrast to his humble countryside origins. The air buzzed with formality, a ceaseless ballet of bowing and...

Gerard let out a soft chuckle, his eyes crinkling with amusement as Ria spoke of her sister and their fondness for cuddling. He shook his head gently, a warm smile playing on his lips, and reached down to ruffle Kyros' ears. "Ah, no worries, m'lady! Feel free to pet him; he's all fluff anyway,"...

Kyros stood like a statue, unwavering even as the young woman latched onto him. His blue eyes, the color of a summer sky, drifted lazily to Gerard. Gerard met his gaze with a nonchalant shrug, equally perplexed by the woman's sudden attachment. Despite this, Gerards lips curled into a...

A tall man with a lean frame stalked through the streets of the capital. His thumbs hooked through his belt loops. A mop of unruly dark hair was swept back hastily from his face. Sky blue eyes scanning the crowds around him. At his side was a large black wolf, with equally blue eyes. The two...

Telaras ears dropped and her tail swept slowly from side to side. "Sorry...I got excited." A deep inhale followed her words and she strummed her lute again, humming while watching the long ear write out his information. "Soo do I need to do that too? I can do it!" She practically skipped up to...