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To Turkey"Denmark?" Asked Jaspert, "Why Denmark?!"
"Frederick is expecting me there." Sophie gulped. "And likely for the reason you think."
Speechless, Jaspert looked towards two of their companions - both the Slovene and the Turk - and received only a shrug from Kunsel. Sarae, on the other hand, had other things to worry about.
While Jaspert continued to argue with Sophie, prompting Argyle and Kaiser to flee, Evike anxiously awaits her parents' arrival. Her hands twitching every now and then behind her, short of breath, and she can almost feel her heart trying to burst out of its rib-cage. At one point Sophie noticed the anxious twitching as they saw bruins heading their way. Sophie turned back to her brother, "I'll tell you more later, Jaspert. Right now we have a duke to greet." She says, to which Jaspert sighed as he too began to anxiously wait.
They were close too; three armoured bears traversing the path of pebbles and gravel. One bear carried the czar, who greeted the Hungarians personal
SOME COLD, HARD, RUSSIAN popsiclesAdela ran through the halls of the ship in search of Sophie upon request of some unknown Dane. Edvin, she recalled the man's name as she continued her search for the princess. Shortly after, she found her hand turning the knob to the rookery, and sure enough he finds the Russian prince mounted on by a dozen strafing hawks, Sophie laughed nearby. Dmitri's uniform hangs on a hook, safe from the clart and dirt of the inner rookery, leaving him with a loose shirt and his trousers.
"Ma'am." Adela called in an exhausted huff.
Sophie turned to meet Adela, "Aye? What is it?"
"Someone's here for you. Asked if he could talk regarding some sort of proposal."
Curious as to who it may be, Sophie exchanged looks with Dmitri. Neither one of them had a clue on who it might be and what sort of business they intend to settle with the princess. "Did they tell you who they are?"
"Edvin of Denmark, ma'am. Didn't look like a prince though. Perhaps a representative? or Adviser?"
"Edvin?" repeated both
Let's face it, Ivan."Felicia, you can't possibly be serious!" Cried the duke.
"I am serious!" She answers back, her voice as demanding and fierce as the duke's. "And there's nothing you can say that will convince me otherwise."
Ivan leaned back in disbelief, doubtful of his wife's sanity. "But to live in Russia? For an entire year?!" But he can still consider that, perhaps, her maternal instincts are kicking in again.
"The closest I can be to my only daughter, Ivan."
"Szelerem, she's 17 years old..." Ivan reasoned. "She's no longer a toddler that you have to spoon feed every few hours!"
Felicia groaned, placing her forehead on her hand as she leaned forward on the table separating them. "I just.." She sighed, "It just feels like something dreadful is going to happen to her, Ivan." Said a voice holding back tears. Ivan couldn't see her expression, but he knows exactly what she may be feeling at that exact moment. "Something probably already happened." Added a voice strewn with dread. She sprung up a
Oh Ivan."I swear to God, Ivan, it almost seems like you don't love our daughter at all." Said Felicia as she kept her attention on the passing landscape, riding a train from Budapest to Moscow.
Ivan scoffed a long pause before he answered, "Discipline is necessary."
"But abuse isn't!" Argued the duchess. Ivan peered up to her, glaring, but she glared back in disgust over the thought of his past actions.
"She'll be fine."
"Dear." He cut her off in a surprisingly calm voice. "At the age of 5, I introduced her to her first dagger, same as me when I was her age. She stabbed her first hare on our first hunting trip with her. Then at the age of 8, her first stag. At the age of 10, we introduced her to archery. It took her no less than a year to master the basics and immediately moved on to advanced archery. Finally, at the age of 12, her trainers began to teach her hand-to-hand combat. Now she's able to make any man eat dirt. She'll. Be. Fine." Stressing the last few words, he
meep“What was that about?” Asked Sarae just as he closed the door while 2 guards began to escort them out the palace.
“He just returned something of mine.” He says nervously. “Something very valuable.”
“Well your gunblade’s with you all this time. I wonder what it could be.” She asks herself. Implying as if she plans on interrogating the answer out of him. He got the idea quickly and loosened his collar.
Just then, the door to the front of the palace opens and lets in a travel-worn man clothed in almost the same frill as Dmitri’s tutor. His accent, as he was escorted – heavily – by several guards, sounded northern, clearly of Nordic origin. The sound of the commotion prompted Nicholas to investigate, marching into the hall in annoyance, his brows furrowing.
“Who had the authority to let this man into the palace grounds without my consent?!” He growls at the guards while gesturing at the man they’re ke
quickieImbre looks down at his watched and grunted, grabbing a small vial from one of the shelves in the infirmary and began to use a syringe to extract the liquid within. Nearby, Nora checked the clock hanging on the wall and wondered if she guessed it right, “it’s that time?”
“Yes.” He says dryly. “Where is Lady Antal?”
“Frankly, I’m not sure.” Shrugged the boffin. “perhaps you should check on the prince?”
“What concerns do I have with h-“ He stops mid-sentence as soon as he sees her raise a brow to imply that he was missing the point. The thought struck him hard and he lets out a disgruntled scoff. Keeping the syringe in his coat pocket with great caution, he heads out the room and began his search for the prince. He stops at one corner when he sees Deryn walk into the room where he suspected Evike to be. With an that complicated of an obstacle, he leans his head on the wall impatiently. But after a while,
My Alien Girlfriend (Chapter 4)
“What?!” I cried in surprise. “Your family is coming here?”
“Yes.” Yumi giggled. “Of course they will.” I shuddered a little at the thought of more of Yumi’s kind coming to this planet. What if they were discovered? Yumi didn’t seem to realize what a huge deal it was for an alien to arrive on earth in this way. A whole family of them showing up could cause a lot of trouble and it would be a lot harder to cover up.
“When are they coming?” I asked.
“Uncertain…they need a means to get here first.” She whispered, depression in her voice. She walked to my bedroom and took a seat on the bed, her tail coiling around her and resting on her knee like a pillow that the could rest her elbows on. I followed her in and crossed my arms.
“Wait, then how did you get here? Did it have something to do with that I heard on my way here?”
“Yes!” Yumi exclaimed. “You saw where the object
Sky Army Returns - Book Three - PROLOGUE “Ow…” Ant slowly lifted a hand to his forehead. As soon as he made contact, a sharp pain shot through his head. “OW.” He scowled and opened his eyes. He was looking up at what seemed to be the sky, but everything was blurry. Everything around him seemed to be tinted a pure white color. He blinked several and his vision began to clear.
“Oh god… What the hell happened…?” He placed his hands on the ground on either side of him and lifted himself up into a sitting position. As he did, he felt an unnatural feeling on his back. It felt like he had an uncomfortable weight placed on his shoulders and upper back. He shook his head lightly and rolled his shoulders, but the feeling didn’t go away.
He glanced behind him. His eyes widened. H
Thalia's Tale - Chapter Sixteen - A New Enemy "Name and Profession." The Captain stated dully.
"Thalia Kal." Thalia replied. "Skylord."
A teen near the back of the crowd raised an eyebrow. The Captain's eyes narrowed. "A what?" He demanded.
Kevin and Logan exchanged nervous glances as Thalia nodded, holding her ground. "A Skylord." She comfirmed. She bowed her head respectfully. "Skylord Kal, at your service."
"I couldn't care less what your name is! As long as it starts with Skylord, I won't have you on my ship!" The Captain shouted. "Go fly off somewhere else!"
"My ship crashed nearby." Thalia replied. "I've got to get back to Skyhold somehow, and I've got no other choice."
"I'll not be having your kind aboard my ship!" The Captain barked. "Now get off before I make you get off."
Sky Army Returns - Book Three - Chapter One The night was heavy with activity in the old fashioned Chinese town of Gudang. Although it was well past midnight, people were up and about as though it were midday. Rain shot out of the sky, thunder sounding loudly several times a minute. People bustled down the streets all talking loudly, hurrying to get out of the rain. They all tried to speak above the loud clatter of carts and rain and thunder, all talking in Chinese.
One man, however, remained totally silent as he trudged through the mud. His face was covered by a black cowl, the cloak wrapped tightly around him to shield him both from the rain and from view. He walked down the road with his head hidden until he came to an old inn and walked quickly inside. The plaque above the door read, ‘The Green Harper’.
He walked in to heavy clamor. Men laughing and d
Thalia's Tale - Chapter Seventeen - Sacrifice “Oi! Wasn’t one of you a Minstrel?” One of the crewmembers shouted.
Kevin winced into his mug, then set it down and turned to face the rest of the room with a fake smile. “That’d be me.” He said.
“Then play us a tune!” The crewmember said. The rest of the crew gave their agreements in unison.
“Yeah, Kevin.” Jack smirked. “Play us a tune.”
Kevin shot a glare at him before taking his mandolin off from where it was strapped to his back. “Alright.” He said. “Any requests?”
“I’ve got one!” A girl member said. “How about ‘If This Were a Movie?”
Kevin thought for a moment. “I’ve got to sing for that…” He said.
Sonic Freebound Episode 1: Prt 1
Episode 1: Re-Launch
Ext. The Earth – Day
In the vast black emptiness of this corner of the galaxy The Earth is an island of color and life. Blue and green mingle beneath roving banks of white clouds and the population centers of humanity glimmer like terrestrial stars.
Then there’s a brighter light; blinding.
Then another. And another.
The clouds light as if lightning storms the size of nations are brewing beneath.
A shadow falls across the planet and we see it.
An enormous red and black warship clearly of alien design descends from the void, viewports glowing with a sickly green-yellow light. Periodic blasts of energy leap from its base, ripping through the clouds and raining upon the world below.
Smaller ships swarm around it like insects defending their hive.
The ship is easily the size of Texas by itself. The smaller fighters are practically invisible as the scope expands to encompass its full, looming immensity. Even comparatively
Amna - ProloguePrologue; Evaluation of Amna.
Overthinking. Overthinking? Overthinking. It's what I usually do in my spare time. Which is... All the time. I can't remember the last time I've seen another being, it's been ages. My hair is long now, it goes down to my knees. I've never let it go past the tips of my long ears before, but I suppose being locked up in this dark world took my mind away from my hair. I don't know how long I've been locked away in here... here in which I believe is some sort of library. There are lots of books, books with stories all thought up by others. Stories.. Myths and legends.. Or reports and truths?
It's strange, it's strange I've yet to run out of resources that allow me to live. There is always clean water in the fountain, there is always bread and some type of meat in the lounge. It appears every time I sleep, I've tried to stay awake to see if someone is sneaking it, b
Every Breath You Take || Ch.3 "Unnnhh..heh. Yah." Sam replied, unable to stop staring at the tiny girl standing on the desk. A half smile pushed onto his face. "I-its fine. We got more than enough food for guests."
Dean rolled his eyes, knowing that his brother was likely still in a stupor and only finally understanding what he was seeing. He probably doesn't realize he's got his stupid smile on.
But as Dean's green eyes went back to Claire, he noticed that she was more relaxed than he thought she'd be. A frown twitched at the edge of his mouth. He never got why people fell for his brother's dopey, lost, and loveable puppy side. Most of the time it wasn't an act either, and vics would fall right for it and spill their guts like teenagers stopping at confession after spring break. Whatever. If it keeps Claire calm...Then..fine.
He saw his brothers mouth open, probably about to ask her about the attack....or if she wants him to
Oh No Sally 15 : by Dru(For Scott_R)
Bill had prepared himself for the meeting this morning as best he could. The new offices of The O Girl Foundation had been completed, and it was time for Sally to come in and see what her billions had bought. He hadn't seen her for a few days, not since watching the astounding spectacle she made of herself crushing the will of the protestors with a display of sexual power that had been the topic of news headlines around the globe. Since taking up her badge she had not stopped proving herself worthy of it.
As much as he had prepared himself, when Sally calmly entered the polished marble conference room his jaw dropped open. She seemed a little shorter than the last he had been in her presence, but the aura of power around her had somehow intensified. She was a vision of contentment, the smallest hint of a smile playing constantly at the corners of her mouth and her eyes aglow with happiness.
"Good morning, Bill! It's a lovely day, isn't it?"
"Um...it sure is. How do you, u
pot 4"What took you so long, Dmitri?" Nicholas asks suspiciously.
Dmitri sighed and ventured further inside the room til there was room for him to explain, "I got a little side-tracked, father. Pardon."
"'Side-tracked'?" The czar repeated. Just then, Dmitri gestured for Sophie to come in. She coughed shyly, something Jaspert wouldn't usually see his sister do, prompting the Austrian prince to grin with thoughts spinning.
"Da, side-tracked." Dmitri added as she entered, "She was snooping around at the garden."
Nicholas failed to say much else after hearing the prince's excuse and instead pardoned him, looking back to Alek who looked to be sharing the same thought as the czar,
"Shall we continue then?" Said the czar. Alek nodded to him. "Ja, let's."
later that day
"So, sis. How was your night at the palace?" Jaspert asked, biting down on the apple, emitting a loud crunching sound that prompted the nearby stallions to whine. As Sophie recalled a long conversation with the Russian prince
mechanici want to kiss every aching wound you have,
bandage your heart every time it bleeds,
and patch up your mind over and over
because not a single tear deserves to fall
from your brandy-drenched eyes
but this dripping heart of mine can only feel
and the healing honey words it flames get caught
in the back of my throat and on the roof of my mouth
so i only have these passionate guttural cries
to tell you that i care all too much
and in order to fix you up again,
i would need to tear myself to tatters
and trade all of my working parts
for your leftover, fading pieces
but i just haven’t figured out how.
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