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The ultimate goblin king-beware his powers

Cesidia smiles and kisses him back. Well said.

Arthur nods. "I suppose that's true. I... well I can't really explain it, but I felt drawn to you the moment I saw you. It wasn't the usual, superficial attraction either. I could tell your different; most girls either flirt with me or they deny me, but you were just so unfazed and calm. So perfect," he kisses her cheek.

Jonathan smiles. "Thank you. If you'd like, I could make you one as a thank you." He works in a frenzy and soon sits back with satisfaction. "That should do it."

The ultimate goblin king-beware his powers

Arthur smiles. "Ask away."

Jonathan frowns. "Hmm..." He pores over his books for a moment, then he smiles brightly. "Why didn't I think of that?!" He sprints to the mannequins and starts mixing and matching the outfits, tearing them apart and remaking them. "I need extra hands. Hold this." He hands him a pincushion and a pair of scissors. "Do you mind staying here to help me? I could use an extra set of eyes, and I'd owe you a big favor."

ShadowWalkers

Yalanilue's condition slowly worsens: her eyes are now half-open, her face steadily growing paler, and she's struggling to stand. He would see the impurity spread throughout his chains of flame.

The promised sorcerer bride-break the fate

Marin picks up the kitten, murmuring to him.

Camp Half Blood IV

Ren sighs and fidgets with her hands. She hands him her cigarette pack, then she starts to talk. "I guess I'm just so damn tired of feeling useless. Everyone here has something they like to do, people they hang out with and be normal, be kids with... I've been on the streets so long, too long I guess, because in a somewhat normal situation as a group of teens hanging out, I have no fucking clue what to do. I'm just so used to second-guessing every action made, every word spoken, that I don't even trust myself anymore. I don't have something that defines me, like the rest of you. I paint but I'm stuck, in every sense of the word."

ShadowWalkers

"Damn it," Yalanilue coughs. She doubles over, panting. "You wouldn't happen to have any fire on you, would you?"

Camp Half Blood IV

Ren frowns, blushing faintly and she looks away. "Could you stop looking at me like that? I'm already embarrassed."

ShadowWalkers

Yalanilue frowns, having trouble focusing on what he's saying. A little bit of color returns to her face. "You do know... that my fire... is my lifeblood... don't you?" She pants out.

Camp Half Blood IV

Ren shrugs. "I guess I feel like your the only one that wouldn't judge me."

The ultimate goblin king-beware his powers

Cesidia smiles and cups his cheek. "I can't wait to marry you, my love."

Arthur wraps an arm around her shoulders and pulls her close to him. "Do you want to learn about me?"

Jonathan smiles, and his eyes brighten. "Well I wanted to make a suit that would capture Dhar's essence, but something that would also go well with Cesidia's dress, you know to kind of show how well they go together as people and as a couple. So this is her dress," he gestures to a mannequin modeling a stunning white and silver dress. "And this is his suit," he gestures to a black and silver suit next to it. "She hasn't asked yet, but I already know that she's going to want some people involved. The question is, do I go a bit more nature-inspired like her dress, or a bit more proper like his suit? I have options for both." He gestures to lines of mannequins showing off both themes.

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