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magic-is-something-we-create · 7 months

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K'RON ISA** - The Millennium Saga [Firebreathers ; Echoseers ; Goddess-Touched]

Eventually, threads of wine-red vines grow into twisting thorned stems and the sharp claw-like leaves I saw over and over again throughout my schooling–law in Impalfahr, medicine in Tal'Ren. Bloodvine. It grows naturally out of fallen carcasses in the shade of the Godwoods. Poisonous leaves, a stem used in popular leisure drug mixes and simple painkillers. Too much, and your body will sprout the vines after burial, if you’re lucky. They’ll start growing in your still-breathing lungs, if you’re not. I never did like the idea of using it to ease the pain of the sick. Actaea made me take it when feverish anyway.

** Note: You'll see him referred to as Isa K'Ron as well; while "K'Ron" is a title in Sieril, it's treated like a surname in the Maelands. As a major political person in both places, he refers to himself interchangeably. I chose this configuration for the intro because he sees Sieril as home.

Basics:

He/him - gender? ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ wasn't raised with them

Pansexual, Polyamorous - 22 (~24 on Earth)

Rill Ehlf - Flesh Mage

Mute; uses Language-Assisted Signs

Where he begins:

When we first meet Isa, we don't know it. But his pocket's just been picked, and it's going to be again.

We first hear about him when Annie gossips about the nobility in Impalfahr and mentions the banished son and grandson of General Actaea K'Ron, and how her granddaughter was supposedly kidnapped by them--an accusation that would allow her to kill them if found.

His father, Emerald--or Elar, in Sieril, the place Isa really thinks of as home--has taken it upon himself to aid in the Arish rebellion. But as Actaea's already proven time and time again, she does not hold back when it comes to punishment.

Even for her kin, who are just as much the descendants of an Eternal as she is. And that Eternal loves them far more than she ever will.

What he finds himself confronting:

Though he has formal training, Isa is not a fighter. That alone was worthy of a beating in Actaea's mind.

But he doesn't want to be running from her for the rest of his life, either. Not when it puts his newfound friends in danger, and his sister at the center of a target.

Especially when he starts to realize that Actaea's not just after them--she's after something only three people in the world hold answers to, and it could spell destruction.

Important connections:

Family: K'Ron Actaea (grandmother; disowned), Elar (father), and Lakia. Eternal Rillmother Veratrum (32nd generation grandchild). Lu'Syr Typha. Dai'Ven Wisteria (deceased).

Friends: Ember and Nimbus Timber, Gab and Annie Meywin, Xavi NoFather, Magnolia Adisa, and Eternal Arthur Shieldstone.

Enemies: K'Ron Actaea (abusive), Artrix and Ranina Palm (Citylord and -lady of Aree), House Polaris (a royal Mae house with a contentious relationship).

MUSIC

Themes - EDEN.Waltz by Kevin Penkin, Song of Storms by ROZEN, For the Rest of Our Days by Adriel Fair

Vibes - Hiding In The Blue by TheFatRat and RIELL, The Sweetest Words by Vian Izak, Promiseland by MIKA

#writeblr #character intro #wip intro #original writing #original character #the millennium saga #tms intros #snip #my.art

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bbuchai · 2 years

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🏳️‍🌈 hi gab hii kaoru or mika!!

´HI CLOUD choosing kaoru cause ive already done mika's but that is 100% a Bisexual man i know it however he's to cis to me but only because its funny

#ask game #cloud #inbox #enstars

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the-dirtiest-of-twenties · 2 years

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Scene by Scene Breakdown for Episode One: A Bloom To Remember

0:00-0:45 -Opening Credits

0:45-2:00 - Pack of Pixies

2:00- 4:13 - Mechanics, Reputation trackers

4:13 - 5:23 - First Glance at PC’s

5:23 - 6:18 - Setting- Explaining the Bloom

6:18 - Andhera Introduction

7:39 - Andhera Character Art

8:50 - Enter Advisor

9:34 - Persuasion check - First Roll (Nat 1)

13:02 - 14:18 - Yeth Hound- Intro Grandpa Dog

17:53 - Gwyndolin Introduction

19:02 - Gwyn Character Art

21:32-24:56 - Mika Heralds

25:15 - Chorus

25:58

25:58 - Hob Introduction

27:41 - Hob Character Art

29:31 - Goblin Height distinction - Salt Goblins!

30:55 - 31:46 - Dex Check - (Nat 1)

32:28 - Attack Roll against a Tree (Nat 20)

33:10 - Goblin King Speaks of Missions

37:10 - 37:21 - Rule of Mayhem

38:45 - Goblin Low-down

41:54

41:54 - Rue Introduction

43:37 - Enter Wuvvy (43:43 Character Art)

44:41 - Rue Character Art 1

46:04 - Wuvvy, Breathe

48:33 - “That is so Wuvvy.”

50:54

50:54 - First Four Meet

52:58 - Rue’s History on Gwyn (=5)

53:38 - Hob’s Insight on Rue&Gwyn

55:09 - Andhera’s Debut

56:15 - How Hob’s sitting

57:01 - Hob and Andhera re-introductions

57:58 - Rue’s History on Battle of Briar Falls (=16)

59:50 - Awkward Toast

1:00:25 - Lords of the Wing

1:05:11 - Chirp Introduction (1:05:40 Character Art)

1:06:24 - Squak Introduction (1:06:47 Character Art)

1:08:42 - Lord of the Wing Debut

1:10:32 - First Demand for Satisfaction

1:11:18 - “Our Grandfather Invented Birds”

1:13:21 - Demand for Satisfaction Cont.

1:16:25 - Chirp disses the Seelie Court

1:18:31 - First Mention of Broken Engagement

1:22:02 - Hob Disputes “Engagement”

1:25:45 - Andhera Recovers the Mood

1:27:13 - Andhera’s Drug Crystals

1:28:09 - Grandfather Flashback

1:34:26 - First Gift of Gab

1:37:25 - Back to the Present

1:38:08 - Lords of the Wing History Check on Andhera

1:40:16 - Lords of the Wing chat with Rue

1:42:14

The Wager

1:44:56 - Wuvvy brings the contract

1:46:11 - Gwyn’s Arcana check

1:48:06 - Conclusion

#acofaf spoilers #acofaf #dimension 20 #d20 #a court of fey and flowers #acofaf ep 1

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buddysjourney · 11 months

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Links vom Campingplatz Aminess Maravea fanden wir auch einen wunderschönen Spazierweg und schon von weitem lockte uns diese schöne Strandbar. Erst aus der Nähe erkannten wir, dass es eine Dog Beach Bar war und der traumhafte lange Strand für Hunde gedacht war…Und es gab noch mehr zu entdecken: nicht nur eine Eisbar für Menschen sondern auch für Hunde gabs hier!! ☺️🤩🍦🍨🍧 Die beiden konnten es gar nicht glauben!! Eis mit Beef und Chicken zum Schlecken an einem heißen Tag!! Der Hammer!!👍 Mika&Buddy im Paradies.

#dogslife #dogslover #labrador #lifestlye #croatia #mix dog

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ohii-san · 2 years

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nonooo TT_TT i understand that feeling too well i also have a rarepair which is all in my head for another interest but TY 4 UR SERVICE 4 RINNEHIYO!!

hmm i guess its not that rare but i like nazumika and like platonic !! era exvalk (if it makes sense)! but hokumako is a thing too.. their colours go well together!

nazumika .. i have never heard of this before you should elaborate to an excruciating degree. ALSO YES !! EXVALK I AGREE THEY SHOULD GET ALONG !! shu should apologize and grow and nazuna and mika can learn to heal and stuff .. i have not read much of valk's stories so sorry to the valkPs following me ( so like. just you and gab ) ... i also do not think about trickstar ever so hokumako is a new concept to me ... these are interesting i am making notes

#fan letters

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pinoychannelhd-blog · 5 months

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Watch Pinoy Drama Senior High

Title: "Senior High Chronicles: Trials and Transitions"

INT. CLASSROOM - MORNING

The episode begins with a group of senior high school students, each dealing with the pressures and uncertainties of their final academic year. The atmosphere is filled with a mix of excitement and anxiety.

Scene 1: Academic Stress

Sophia, a diligent student aiming for top honors, is seen buried in her books. Her classmates are discussing the upcoming college entrance exams.

SOPHIA (sighs) These exams are stressing me out Pinoy TV. I need to get into that university.

Her best friend, Diego, offers support.

DIEGO (smiling) You got this, Sophia! We've been preparing for this since junior high.

Scene 2: Friendship Dynamics

At the school courtyard, a group of friends, including Gab, Mika, and Carlo, is sitting on a bench, engrossed in conversation.

MIKA (excited) Can you believe we're almost done with high school? I'm going to miss you guys so much.

CARLO (teasing) Who's going to keep us entertained with your crazy stories?

GAB (nostalgic) Let's make the most of our last year together.

Scene 3: Extracurricular Challenges

In the music room, James, a talented guitarist, is practicing for the upcoming Battle of the Bands. His bandmates, Alex and Kayla, are trying to perfect their performance.

KAYLA (looking at sheet music) We need to nail this. The competition is fierce this year.

ALEX (confident) We got this, James. Our sound is unique.

Scene 4: Love Interests

Amidst the chaos, there's a hint of romance. Emma and Marco, who have been secretly crushing on each other, find themselves partnered for a group project.

EMMA (nervously) This project is a big deal, Marco. Let's ace it together.

MARCO (smiling) We make a great team, Emma.

Scene 5: Guidance Counselor's Office

The students visit the school's guidance counselor, Ms. Reyes, for advice on their future paths.

MS. REYES (encouraging) Senior year is a rollercoaster, but remember, it's just the beginning. Embrace the challenges and cherish the memories.

The episode concludes with the students facing various trials and navigating the ups and downs of senior high, knowing that the journey ahead will shape their futures.

TO BE CONTINUED…

#Pinoy tv #pinoy channel #watch online

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futsal-blogat · 8 months

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Pharaohs II (Saisonvorschau 2023)

Inhaltsverzeichnis Werbung

Statistik 2022/23

Tabelle ⌀ Tore pro Spiel ⌀ Gegentore pro Spiel Zuschauerschnitt Eingesetzte Spieler - - - - -

Die Stärken

Nach dem tollen Auftritt im ÖFB-Cup herrscht bei den jungen Pharaohnen bereits große Vorfreude auf den Ligabetrieb. In der Vorrunde konnte man sich gegen die Ligakonkurrenten Bad Fischau-Brunn und AC Vienna 2020 durchsetzen, dazu gewann man gegen die Zweitvertretung von Stella Rossa sowie am grünen Tisch gegen Ljuti Krajisnici, wo man regulär zwar knapp verlor, allerdings gut mithalten konnte. Was auch auf die Begegnung gegen Liberta zutrifft, wo man sich schlussendlich nur knapp geschlagen geben musste. Einige der Spieler verfügen bereits über 2. Liga-Erfahrung – die junge Garde der Pharaohnen ist also mehr als nur eine einfache Zweitvertretung.

Die Schwächen

Gegen den späteren Futsal-Cupsieger Stella Rossa hatte man naturgemäß wenig zu bestellen. Die technisch versierten Youngsters der Pharaohnen mussten Lehrgeld zahlen, zumal es gerade im Futsal-taktischen Bereich großen Aufholbedarf gibt. Während man gegen den Wiener Großverein beherzt nach vorne agierte, zeigten sich gerade defensiv große Lücken, die im Normalfall mannschaftlich geschlossen verhindert werden müssten.

Spieler im Fokus

Ob Mika Erik Friz vermehrt in der ersten oder zweiten Mannschaft auflaufen wird, wird sich im Laufe der Saison weisen. Im Kampf um den Aufstieg trug der Youngster auf jeden Fall seinen Teil bei, kam in allen 12 Spielen zum Einsatz und schoss 2 Tore. Mit seinen erst 17 Jahren weist er bereits einiges an Futsal-Erfahrung auf, könnte in der Saison also ein wertvoller Anführer der jungen Pharaonen sein.

Insiderwissen

Wie auch die „Einsergarnitur“ feierten die Pharaohs II ihre größten Erfolge im Kleinfeldfußball. Seit ihrer Gründung in der Saison 2019/20 konnte jedes Jahr der Meistertitel gefeiert werden. Nach den Titeln in Liga 5 und 4 folgte letzte Saison der abermalige Titelgewinn in Liga 3. Erstaunlich dabei: In rund 70 Ligaspielen gab es auf dem Weg zu den drei Titeln nur drei Niederlagen, zwei davon in der letzten Saison. Dank eines 9:8 Sieges in der letzten Partie gegen Legio Italica II durfte man den Titel eintüten. Den erspielten Aufstieg wird man allerdings nicht antreten – das Team wurde dieses Jahr, wie die erste Mannschaft, aus dem Bewerb genommen, um sich voll auf den Futsalsport zu konzentrieren.

Fazit

Die jungen Wilden der Pharaohs sind mehr als nur eine einfache Zweitvertretung eines Bundesligisten. Viele Spieler weisen bereits Erfahrung im Futsalsport auf, dazu ist aufgrund der enormen Kadergröße noch unklar, welche Spieler für welches Team antreten werden. Fakt ist, dass beide Teams auf einem hohen Niveau agieren können. So ist es durchaus möglich, dass sich die Pharaohs II in der oberen Hälfte der Tabelle wiederfinden werden.

Vorläufiger Kader 2023/24

NEUZUGÄNGE: Ekiz Mehmet-Talha (Neuanmeldung), Dasdemir Denis (Neuanmeldung), Valentin Nikolic (Neuanmeldung), Abdelrahman Shousha (Stella Rossa Juniors) ABGÄNGE: - Trainer: Thomas Friz Position Name Geburtsjahr Nat. L-spiele/T im Verein seit Letzter Verein BL-Spiele/T 2.BL-Spiele/T Tor ALBIC David 1996 AUT 2022 Futsal Tulln 15 / 0 13 / 0 Tor SAAED Ariz 2005 AUT 2022 - 6 / 0 Feld AHMAD Youssef 2004 SYR 2022 Young Boys 10 / 4 Feld DASDEMIR Denis 2005 AUT 2023 - 0 / 0 Feld EKIZ Mehmet-Talha 2002 AUT 2023 - 0 / 0 Feld FRIZ Mika Erik 2005 AUT 2022 Young Boys 23 / 4 Feld GSCHAIDER David 2004 AUT 2022 Young Boys 4 / 0 Feld HAMMOUCHE Souheil 2005 AUT 2022 Young Boys 7 / 0 Feld HOT Amar 2005 AUT 2022 Young Boys 2 / 0 Feld IKANOVIC Rasid 2004 AUT 2022 Young Boys 16 / 27 Feld NIKOLIC Valentin 2003 AUT 2023 - 0 / 0 Feld OLIVIERS Nelly 2005 BEL 2022 Young Boys 1 / 0 Feld ÖZDEMIR Emir Han 2005 TUR 2022 Young Boys 8 / 3 Feld SHOUSHA Abdelrahman 2001 AUT 2023 Stella Rossa Juniors 7 / 1 Feld PETROVIC Manuel 2004 AUT 2022 Young Boys 9 / 5 Feld REICH Benjamin 2005 AUT 2022 Young Boys 5 / 1 Feld TRUNIC Stefan 2004 SRB 2022 Young Boys 10 / 9 Feld REXHEPI Hashim 2005 AUT 2022 Young Boys 10 / 4 AUT = Österreich, BEL = Belgien, SRB = Serbien, SYR = Syrien, TUR = Türkei

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doomsday-architect · 9 months

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It's so gratifying.........

To see Mika Brazinski (aka Scarborough) and Joe Scarborough and their minions collectively swallowing their tongues over the Hunter Biden "thing" now that a special prosecutor has been assigned.

Facial expressions and body gestures are REALLY FUN to watch.

Joe, the ringmaster of the clown show is doing what he does best......inviting all his best buddies to a morning gab fest trying to metaphorically destroy former President Donald Trump.

But, guess what?

Only the American voters will do that and, so far, it looks like they're NOT listening.

But 15 months is a looooooooong time in politics.

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hhbridgertonau · 10 months

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6 - Strategic Endeavors

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In this author’s lifetime, only few marriages could be called prime specimens and exemplars of fidelity. The match between Ainsworth Stewart and Marianne Beckham is a fine example; and who could forget when our devoted king wed the viscountess Anna Windsor? History would do well to preserve such records, but this author knows her readers tend to be bored of such pious articles. And where is the fun in retelling prosperous beginnings of love and romanticism, and happy endings of loyalty? My dearest reader, it is this author’s bane to write such ghastly tactless articles - but perhaps today shall be one of many exceptions.

Daleon Morningstar was seen dancing with Gabriel Driscol, twice! It should be to no one’s surprise that one priceless gem should attract another. But this author begs the question she is certain many will ask: does this match of the century have a future with the vows of matrimony and wedding bells?

This entire arrangement could be faulted on the notion that Daleon took Gab’s hand when he asked for it. He almost wanted to curse himself for not thinking of a better alternative, but there was no use crying over spilled milk. At least Daleon managed to prove that she was not so tactless as she first appeared. It was certainly better than his initial cowardly plan of constantly evading the mothers and the droll ladies. Now that they were allegedly committed to this arrangement, Gab had every intention of using it to the most of his advantage. Such an advantage meant one particular activity:

“Promenade?” Jellie’s face paled upon Gab, bringing up the subject the following morning. “Not a simple walk for fresh air? Promenade?”

“Yes.” Gab said nonchalant, sipping leisurely at his morning coffee. If they were both to play the marriage-minded couple the ton so eagerly wished for, they needed to make a consistent statement.

“The more you are seen, the higher the likelihood you shall attract a husband.”

Jellie groaned. “Roush, break my leg. I refuse.”

“I am not doing that,”

“Then someone cast me off the balcony before I do it myself.”

Mika quickly hushed her and whispered something in her ear. Whatever it was, it resigned the young lady to cooperate. How Mika tolerated and managed that thing was a miracle. Ainsworth wasted his time putting Gab in the role of presenter, but the disciplinarian he could do. Fauta wasn’t present at breakfast that morning. He heard from the servants that he intended to stay in bed to hide a rather nasty bruise on his lower cheek. That would have to do to keep him from doing anything scandalous for the time being.

Before they departed, Roush had something to say. “About Miss Morningstar…”

“What about her?”

Roush took a moment, as if he had a difficult time formulating the question into something that would not offend Gab or her ladyship. “Well, what do you think of her?”

“What do I think of her? She’s—”

Daleon Morningstar couldn’t be anything but a child in the body of a 21-year-old. Innocent. Naive. Easily manipulated. Though Gab couldn’t have been any different, now that he was where he was. But heaven knows if what he felt would make the baron uncomfortable. Why would the baron ask such a question?

“Tolerable and well-mannered.” He decided to say. “Are you interested in the Marquess?”

At Gab’s redirection of his inquiry, Roush’s face flushed. “No! Not at all. I was simply curious as to your intentions, which I am sure they are noble, but…” he stopped, for what reason Gab wasn’t certain.

“I simply think very highly of her,”

He smiled as he spoke, with a nostalgic expression Gab hadn’t seen since he returned from the front lines years ago. It was good to see a good man happy, for once. Out of everyone in Paradiso, Gab thought Roush made the best married man. Whoever he chose as his future wife would be exceptionally fortunate.

A pity Gab could not have any of those dreams for himself. Calling them dreams to begin with, was mere folly.

Promenading was once an enjoyable affair for Gab, something to be done with family on good graces. But little by little, as he was forced to grow up faster than his cousins, he began to detest them. They ate too much of his time and his responsibilities, and when the days dragged on, he would be too tired the following morning to consider such a pleasantry. He stopped initiating promenades when his father passed away, but he occasionally relented when his mother asked him. That was a long time ago.

He had forgotten how lively promenades were, like balls held in the middle of the day. Without the fancy lighting or the exquisite fabrics and accessories, the ton tried to compensate with bright colors and obnoxious parasols. If that wasn’t enough, he had also forgotten that children were allowed to accompany adults on their promenades. They were scattered across Aiden Park, playing leap frog and tag, or running along with their dolls and wooden soldiers to play some sort of grand adventure. There were even booths for ring toss and nine pins. Gab remembered being a little too competitive with his cousins when they played in his time. Now those same children were all grown up, but still rather childish in Gab’s eyes.

“Jellie, if you groan one more time, I swear you will not live to hear the end of my nagging,” he whispered harshly to the girl beside him.

“If it makes you feel any better,” said Mika, petting her hand on his arm tenderly. “You look beautiful,”

“Even more beautiful than Daleon Morningstar?” She pouted.

Mika smiled. “Of course,”

If only Jellie’s “beauty” could outshine Daleon’s demure disposition.

He saw Roush by an ivory tent up ahead, along with Daleon and Ergon. It dawned on him then how often he saw him with the Morningstar family - an impressive feat if Gab could say so. Daleon listened to the baron’s words with a curious gleam in her eyes, and her brother feigned the same interest. Daleon clapped in delight at something he said, and while Ergon didn’t laugh along with her, he was clearly enjoying himself.

There was something about Ergon that reminded Gab of his younger self - a sharp and cold aura hardened by responsibility. It was easy to see where most of the rationality and discipline in the family fell to. Perhaps if he were truly courting Daleon, he and Ergon would have made some good acquaintances.

It was Ergon who noticed Gab and whispered to the two about his arrival. Daleon’s lips straightened at the sight of him, as if his presence had so rudely intruded on their otherwise idyllic existence. He supposed he needed to say hello, after Lady Nightbloom’s accounts. There were the stares to consider too.

“I believe I have not had the pleasure, Lord Morningstar,” said Gab.

“Are you here for my sister?”

Gab discreetly stretched his shoulders at the man’s upfront inquiry. It seemed the twins shared their tendency to be blunt. No matter.

“I was hoping to accompany Miss Morningstar on a walk,” he said. Why was he even trying? “It is a lovely day out, wouldn’t you agree?”

They walked by the lakeside, with the lively whispers of promenaders on one side. On the other, ducks quacked and glided over peaceful, still waters. Gab sneaked a few glances behind them, cautious if Daleon’s maid and Ergon were listening in. They paced themselves at a distance, which Gab was surprised at. He had heard the older Morningstar was more protective of his sister than their own present guardian.

“Have they spoken to you about our arrangement?”

“Not at all,” she replied. “It is either we have fooled them, or they have chosen not to speak about it yet.” She smiled. Whether it was amusement or something else, Gab could not tell. “Besides, it is not me you should be worried about, but Miss Angela, correct?”

There may be hope for her yet, thought Gab.

“Has she had any returning callers?”

“She’s had some. But she always finds some way of chasing them out. A certain level of intelligence begets pride, I suppose.”

“Well, have you not considered how the suitors you’ve presented are…uninteresting? You cannot force love, after all.”

“I believe you’re the only debutante who has love as a requirement,”

The pair paused in their steps, intense, scrutinizing gazes flying to meet the other’s. Gab tried to read her, outdo her in her assumption, but Daleon’s romantic beliefs saw no foundation in his mind. It was like trying to read in a different language.

“Is it a wrong ambition to have?” said Daleon. “Don’t you have such dreams as the master of a rather remote dukedom?”

Gab did not want to even dignify her with a response. A woman like her wouldn’t understand.

He redirected their conversation. “We must focus on our strategy. I believe it is best we terminate our arrangement after Jellie weds.” Hopefully, it would happen before the end of the season, so Daleon could still have her chance.

“Lord Ainsworth needs assurance,” he explained further. “There may still be a window of escape for her if she was just ‘engaged’.” He could picture the young girl saying unimaginable things and doing worse to her future fiance. If ever an unsuspecting suitor chose her as his wife, he must have nerves stronger than steel.

“Then perhaps my influence shall be of use to you. In exchange,” Daleon lightly grabbed Gab’s elbow. “I expect you to call on me. At least once.”

Her words almost made him stop in the middle of the path.

“With flowers,” Daleon continued. “Big and expensive ones. You must act with the ambition to outdo my other callers, considering I might redirect some of them to Miss Angela. Create some competition, as you’ve put it. I believe it is only fair.”

Gab bit the inside of his cheek before replying. “…Very well, Miss Morningstar,”

She chuckled. Gab clicked his tongue. “How like you to find my discomfort amusing,”

She flushed at Gab’s remark and quickly tried to defend herself. “I was just thinking that Miss Angela and my brother appear to have similar interests, or a lack thereof,”

Gab had stopped listening to her. He was more worried about himself and what he was to do when the morrow came.

In accordance with their plan, they waited for each other at the entrance of the Haymarket Opera House with their respective families. Daleon decided to wear a baby pink dress that evening, with a sheer cream shawl to cover her shoulders.

“You look lovely this evening, Miss Morningstar,” said Gab, forcing himself to sound like he was actually excited to see her. His gesture began to draw attention, which was exactly what they needed to happen. Most of the men offered polite bows as they passed. The couple “conversed” with Jellie and Ergon hovering alongside them.

“Miss Morningstar, I am delighted to see you here,” a Count by the name of Reagan approached them. He was a tall and lean fellow with a mop of ginger hair and whiskers. “Mi-Might I fetch you something to drink?”

Daleon smiled. She certainly had a flair for putting on very pretty ones. “Thank you, my lord, but I am quite well. However, I’m sure miss Stewart here would like some refreshment,”

With a little tug, Gab pulled the reluctant debutante forward. He wished Mika came along with them, but he had university matters to attend to. Roush would have to suffice. The scowl on Jellie’s face was most prominent, but Gab hoped her manners would remain intact.

She was practically tugging on Gab now, hoping she would be released from his hold. The Duke would rather die than have a little girl like her embarrass him.

“Well, if the lady will allow me—”

“I’ll accompany her,”

All eyes flew to Ergon as he stepped forward and held out his hand to Jellie. There was a strange tension floating between them, like the quiet before some kind of storm. Gab felt Jellie’s hand clench around his bicep, and then loosen as she took Ergon’s hand. He thought he heard her sigh as she allowed the marquis to lead her towards the bar.

Reagan quickly excused himself, possibly embarrassed, that two ladies shot his advances down.

“What in good heavens was that?” said Gab.

“I don’t know. This might be the first time I’ve seen my brother with a lady who wasn’t me…”

From the distance where they stood, Gab could see their lips move rapidly as they conversed. Ergon’s expression did not change, and Jellie’s, surprisingly, had softened ever so slightly, though the etch of arrogance still remained. Gab had to admit: watching Jellie's brows tie themselves in a knot to whatever Ergon said was amusing, and he allowed himself a discreet smirk. And whatever they were talking about, it caught the interest of the other men and women around them. Lady Nightbloom was going to thrive in postage sales.

He glanced back at the marquess, who looked proud of the little strings she had pulled - his, Ergon’s and Jellie’s. What a fearsome thing.

After exchanging a few pleasantries, the six of them climbed up the stairs into one of the boxes of the upper east wing of the opera house, overlooking the entire stage from the right. Gab and Daleon sat just by the balcony, with Ergon and Jellie beside them. In the rear, overlooking their seats, Dancel and Roush sat like proper chaperons.

The opera was secretly one of Gab’s favorite pastimes, mostly because they were rare. He found it serendipitous to see Beethoven's Fidelio. In the sea of people below them, there was almost a perfect ratio of man to woman. They beside one another in a binary pattern, with perhaps the occasional oddity of two men or two women in a row.

Daleon leaned her body forward until her head was hanging over the balcony. Her arm served as a cushion for her chin as she stared at the actors, performing their woes with romantic shrills and such. The corners of her eyes drooped not with fatigue, but with a sadness that mirrored the story before her. Surely, she knew it was only that: a story?

“Do you know how this play ends, Miss Morningstar?”

She turned to look at him. “Hm?”

“Never mind,” What was he doing? She was going to see the end anyway.

“I hope it’s a happy one,” she said, almost to herself. “For Leonore and Florestan.”

‘It will be,’ he wanted to say. But he did not want to ruin that fantasy of hers, no matter how foolish he deemed it to be. She would see the longer their arrangement lasted.

Happy endings only happen in stories.

#heavenlyhelly #fanfic #my writing

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