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"Ah, Your Grace!" Victor's voice had echoed out above Arlo's head, though the boy stood stubbornly still as if to deny Leana any acknowledgement; but in truth he needed a moment to try and process the riptide of emotions going through him. One that stood above all was anger, although it wasn't...

The soft kiss of moonlight was gentle, shedding a soft glow upon the palace's garden. It was silent, very much so but like Leana had requested, the gardens themselves were closed off to give the ceremony more privacy; Victor had already seen to it that he would await the two and thus was...

Arlo and nice simply didn't fit together in the tired advisor's mind. An inprobability more like, or something that was wishful thinking. Even so, for the woman before him to admit such kindness was true, and that she in turn was showing kindness toward Arlo; that was a relief... somewhat. He...

Embarrassment. More embarrassment to flare within his chest as his teeth gritted together as the heat of annoyance pulsed within his heart and spread through his limbs at her seemingly innocent inquiry to whether she should have warned him about Frances' approach or not. The only reward she...

You are! The accusation was silent in his mind as silly Old-san had sighed and once more withdrew from him, causing gray eyes to appear just a little bit more sullen. Granted, it wasn't as if he'd not seen Emao angry before, but this felt a bit... different from the anger that sparked earlier...

Huh? Little bits of confusion had flared to life as Koto had slipped closer to Emao, and in response the woman had shifted just as quickly away, obvious enough by the drifting warmth that was indeed moving further from him. The boy broke his silent staredown off and gray eyes flickered to his...

Ow, times two! The sound of the airhorn blared to life in agonizing succession, breaking the tense stalemate and prompting Koto to clasp his hands over his ears as he visibly grimaced from the now new pain of his ears feeling like they were fit to bleed. Gray eyes turned immediately in an...

The wretching, to say the least was... unexpected. A sudden break in the small bit of relief that had gripped Koto in response to Yoi being pulled off of him, and his weak Old-san with the last shreds of her dignity had promptedly vomited on the floor before her. Oh. Was that for real? Did she...

The irrational sensation of tingly warmth was invasive and persistent, further heightened by the woman's timid apology and the clenching of her jaws, the twitching of her lips as signs of amusement was already taking over the woman that was his sponsor. She was so mean, she really was! This...

The little tremors of fear and bewilderment on his silly Old-san was always a joy for him to view, although his expression was more so in the vein of expectation upon baited breath of what she would do next. Would she combust? Or would she show him more terror or distrust of his dumb request...

"Yes! I felt like I wanted something sweet this morning!" His cheerful tone reverberated with enthusiasm as the boy seemed far too preoccupied with the cleaning of the pots and pans before him until the water would stop as she had spoken up timidly again, "Hmmm?" The smiling face of the teen had...

The woman gazed upon the prisoner as he had promptly kicked the dead captain with his foot, a disrespectful action for certain but one that had garnered no disapproval from the stone-faced woman, her eyes instead seeming far more interested in burning little holes into the prisoner as he opted...

The boy after his show of aggressive behavior had conducted himself as normally as possible - well, if his usual state of normalcy was the grinning self that had settled through his next goal for that night; cleansing the grime that had accumulated upon his skin. Even as he took to his task of...

"Ah~ how mean, Old-san!" Gray eyes squinted with newfound delight at the little sparks and crackles of the woman as she showed some semblance of biting fangs at him; granted it was nothing more than mere words, but still the entertainment value was still there. With every time she so much as...

"I can't very much do that when I'm lightheaded, Old-san." He replied in between swallowing down with care scoops of the omelette rice before him. After all, it was a challenge in of itself that he had been able to cook a meal, perhaps only guided by sheer determination to fill his empty stomach...