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 9. On the deck…. "Why is he still glaring at me?" Lo'lo' murmured. "Because you're still glued on my side and he's not used to us being nice to each other, not to mention in love, give him time." She gurgled again. "Ye're feelin' sick and I don't think it's a sea sickness, ye don't have one…" He studied her a bit. "It seems my boys are fast, I guess." He grinned and Myron paled, both from the nausea and his statement. As clever as she is, she didn't think of it during their fun time. "Lo'lo'!" she smacked him across his chest, but then her stomach gave her warning and she ran to the side. "It can't be, from what I saw, usually af

 8. A few weeks later when they came back to the cave after one of the trips in town - they went there once a week-, an uninvited and unwanted visit had waited for them. An army consisting of few hundreds of men, dressed in armours with lances, the luckier ones had travelled on horses. In the middle of this charade stood a golden carriage. Myron hid behind him, not because of the fear for herself, but to mask her laughter - really, golden carriage? Mr. Cinderella came. Yet, her laughter died when the soldiers were in positions to attack them - she didn't want Chales to kill Lo'lo'. There were hundreds of warriors, for god's sake. Even though

7. A few days went by, Myron healed, and Lo'lo' would actually go with her to the town -after a big time of promising she wouldn't do something funny as looking at another man, speak with them - simply just plain blackmail. Of course she doesn't plan on doing it; she knows how discounts sometimes work. They both had clothes Myron saved and cleaned, even though her skirt was a bit higher and their cloaks were… rather claret-coloured. With a face that could rival hers when you push her to eat something disgusting, Lo'lo' walked by her side in the street on a busy day, scowling at pretty much anybody looking her direction. You can't be sur

5. "What the hell are you doing, Sitri?!" asked white-haired djinn his fellow friend from Alma Torran. "Calm down, Barbatos… I've got it under control." He tried to avoid a hit as Barbatos was about to punch him. "I didn't know you are that aggressive… Interesting." He smiled. "First of all, what are you doing out of your Dungeon?! Second, this is nowhere under control. Either, you stop playing or else I'm going to lock you inside your dungeon and you will never step from it." He muttered. "Ha~… Jealous?" He swung in the air. Barbatos narrowed his eyes. "They are Household vessels of my King. I am here just to protect them.

4. Lo'lo' wasn't sure how he got into his cave. One minute he was arguing with his fellow soldier, then he was running and then… Nothing. White. Or black, he wasn't sure. As in, you get drunk so much you don't remember with whom you were in the bar and how did you get home. And not to mention, what happened in-between. That is absolutely out of your reach. Well, and something like that try to imagine with him and add naked woman to his right side. Oh, holy fuckin' cow… What the hell happened? He looked at himself and found underwear. At least. And sure, it didn't hide much; the prominent tent couldn't be hidden, trying howsoever.

3. "She left?!" A voice rolled forth through the palace. Muu stood there astonished and speechless. Lord Chales was irritated, after all, he was the one that woke up the whole palace and now turned to Muu. "You know her, where she left?!" "I… Don't know. Yesterday, I told her you proposed to her, she took it positively." Oh, what a bad liar he is. He should learn from Sindrian King to make up lies faster and more truthful. "Hah! Lies! You helped her to get away!" "No, but I would in instant if she asked me to do so." He growled at the small, fat noble. The man crunched in fear, but still stood on his place. "Unforgivable!" he decided t

2. Days later, Myron was invited as a date to a ball. Not personally, rather through a letter. She was happy. It was a good chance to clear her head and get her thoughts away from the man who had been running through her mind. All the time. It didn't matter she had tons of papers to take care of, no, it didn't matter she had to attend few meetings and trainings to keep herself in shape. Every time he was there. Going back to reality, she wasn't enjoying the party as she should. Was it because her "date" wasn't paying attention to her but to a random girl who just brushed his hand? Maybe. She didn't want to be pretentious, but he wasn't even

1. The night fell over the Reim, and its capital, Romano. The only things that disturbed the silence were drunk people, noisy insects and arguing couples. "Is it really necessary?" asked a man standing in front of a huge person in dark cape. "Hn.... It's better than to kill half of the city, Capt'n," grumbled taller man. "Then how come it's been only you that has to leave?" "I told you why." "I still don't believe your answer." Muu crossed his hands on his chest. "Ya have to. If you don't want to deal with many dead bodies." and many raped women. Not that he would ever tell him. Muu looked at him with worrying look. "Well, few weeks without y

I can't control it anymore, these instincts are taking advantage of me... Anger is not the only thing, enhanced smell, sight, touch, hearing and taste, even lust, everything. It's not me , yet it's still me. And I can't step back. I should rather leave. They will be safe. She will be safe from me. This buffalo left. Without a note, or at least an indication he is planning something. That made me angry, and sad. Not only that, but I made a mistake that could affect and hurt people who are close to me. A mistake that is me being a woman. Double standarts, what can I say? 1. chapter 2. chapter 3. chapter 4. chapter 5. chapter (slightly M) 6. c