Sheryl_R

1yr

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😂😂😂 tilly

"Abel," she called with her meek and soft voice, closing her hand into a loose fist. She then set her eyes back to the man in the coffin, still no emotion on her face. "Weddings needs food for the guests."

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Sheryl_R

1yr

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Samuel? 😮

"Sounds dramatic, don't you think?" asked the silver-haired man to the woman as his lips curled up into to smirk.

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Sheryl_R

1yr

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"I've been watching, Abel. From the start until now," he continued, laughing with his lips closed. "Do you think everything is purely out of coincidence? Your meeting, and how you were there before that night of the summit? Or should I say how those ropes that restrained her for years came off?"

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Sheryl_R

1yr

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"It was a pleasure to meet you, Your Majesty." The man placed a hand across his chest, bowing slightly. "My name is Fabian."

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Sheryl_R

1yr

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"Aries Grimsbanne. That's my name now."

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Sheryl_R

1yr

Commented

Is it a Skull ring? 😲🫣

"I saw a skull glint a kilometer away," he explained, looking back at her. "Don't mind me. Let's go, darling."

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Sheryl_R

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"I think you already know the answer to that, Klaus." Yulis glanced over his shoulder. "There's only one person who can kill me and make me not want death."

The Duke's Passion

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Sheryl_R

1yr

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😲😮😧

"You went back over ten years, Klaus, but for me, it was only nine," he added under his breath, making Klaus knit his brows in confusion. "Before this regression… I was already dead — murdered." — The only reason Yulis knew that the regression was over ten years was after observing for months.

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Sheryl_R

1yr

Commented

Is this Fabian 😮🧐

Meanwhile, as the people's voices continued to echo, eyes on the platform where the emperor and empress were standing, one person wearing a thick cloak with a hood over the head was walking away. The person was tossing and catching a black trinket that had dried blood on it, a silver ring with a distinct skull on it around his index glinting under the mild sun.

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Sheryl_R

1yr

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😮

"Lilou Bloodfang, a product of a forbidden ancient spell," he muttered, now understanding the reason she smelled so desirable.

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Sheryl_R

1yr

Commented

The suspense is too good 😫

"And why would I do that?" he laughed in ridicule, only to see Beatrice smirk. When her lips moved, dawdling her words, his pupils dilated as he unknowingly held his breath.