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The ultimate goblin king-beware his powers

Cesidia hugs him by the waist.

The ultimate goblin king-beware his powers

Cesidia smiles. “The gardens. I always wanted to see those flowers at night.”

The promised sorcerer bride-break the fate

Marin frowns as she ponders the options.

Devils of the Slate, a Dyomi tale

A young woman walks along a back alley, hoping to avoid the men with tattoos of a black gull with white-tipped wings. She sighs softly as they pass by her, and slips into the morning crowds of the slate. To hide her face, she pulls the hood of her coat up, inconspicuous in the cold. She passes a brick building with a lion gracing the left side, and pauses for a moment, before she ducks into a tavern beside it. She sits at the counter, tossing her hood back. The bartender grins when he recognizes her. “Good morning. A room, if you please.” The woman’s light accent distracted anyone watching from where the golden coins had come from, until she slid them onto the counter.

When she had settled down in her usual room, she takes out a wrinkled piece of paper. Her likeness was on it, alongside big black letters: WANTED- Lost Daughter of a rich and prominent Mavikan merchant. In small letters under her picture: Fedosia Markov. Fedosia lights a match and uses the paper to light the fireplace. She cleans up and leaves, keeping her hood up until she reaches the northern area of the city.

The ultimate goblin king-beware his powers

Cesidia smiles and kisses his cheek. “Are we planning on staying out here?”

Jonathan nods. “Could you show me to the pond?”

Arthur leads her slowly and carefully. He lifts her chin. “Just look at me, and don’t think about it.” He kisses her softly.

Inheritance Cycle Rp

Siamyo rolls her eyes and gets up, careful not to wake the shade. Gulnuar floats and rests on her shoulders as she looks around. She accidentally finds Eragon and Saphira, as well as a werecat and a dwarf with their dragons. She greets Eragon a bit stiffly, and starts to walk away to find something more interesting, but Gulnuar grunts and looks longingly at the other playing dragons. Siamyo sighs and lets him play with the pink and purple dragons.

The ultimate goblin king-beware his powers

Jonathan doesn’t see his expression and kneels by the flowers in concern. He frowns. “Do you see any water?” He looks around.

Arthur keeps teaching her.

Inheritance Cycle Rp

Siamyo accidentally lets out a soft giggle when Gulnuar tickles her, his soft muzzle rubbing against her ticklish feet after she kicks her boots off. Did you just make a humane, nay feminine sound? “Shut up,” Siamyo mutters, blushing faintly.

The ultimate goblin king-beware his powers

Jonathan mutters to himself about a few flowers.

Arthur smiles and starts some music. He puts his hands on her waist and in her hand, and slowly teaches her to dance.

The promised sorcerer bride-break the fate

Marin explains to Damocles what is going on with the mark and its reaction to magic.