Andrew Garcia
Stories
7
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2.7 M
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Leaving Elise, the chick left to pad his sticky feet right and left from the place. Whistling happily that he was promised to receive a cloak, he jumped his feet around when he spotted the two maids who had walked behind him and the human girl earlier and decided to tail them from behind. "What are you saying? Dead?!" The maid named Merlin raised her voice in surprise for Tracey her friend to hush her down. Tracey looked left and right checking if anyone had heard overheard their question and Hallow the…
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"How do you know that, Master Ian?" At the time Carmen and Vella didn't see what had transpired between Lady Monica, the countess, and her. Yet Ian was able to hit the guess with a try. "Lady Monica hated people who are not born with a title and her twisted hobby as you see is demanding one's worth." explained Ian. "You have an excellent memory, puppy. Recall what she had said to you now." "Me?" her words came out before her mind could process. "There is no one here other than me and you." He…
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Lady Sentencia clenched her fist tight, replying obediently, "She is dead now milord, from the punishment for running away of the mansion the dogs have bitten her to death." Elise drew her brows hearing Lady Sentencia's words of the slave, she had words she want to say but now wasn't her place to do so. They were humans and yet they have treated the slaves who were also humans with a gruesome death. She questioned if all people had no hearts that they stopped feeling for other people? She felt her heart…
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Lady Monica had been too angry to see how the woman she had met in the thread shop to suddenly appear to the soiree despite feeling angry, she had calmed down herself and her anger in the corner room which was the opposite of the place. She had stood in the place in purpose so Ian would be able to see her but in the position where she was, covered by the curtain she wasn't able to see the small scene happened between Elise and Ian; And still believed what her brother had said to her mind. The girl may…
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Ian could see the way her pink lips parted, her eyes looking at him bravely which he had always found to be endearing and challenging. There was always the look she had on her face when she looked at him. The face as if it was expressing her love for him that he could tell that Elise hadn't notice it herself. When he saw the expression and the way her cheeks splashed in the color of red, he felt that she was irresistible to his eyes. There was never a feeling he felt to his heart the way he now feels…
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Ian could hear the loud sounds of her heartbeat and also learned how her heart had always sounded the way it did now when she was happy and pulled his smile wide to rest on his lips. "I see." he whispered, his words coming to the corner of her cheeks. "Is it your first time to hear someone praising for your beauty? You seemed to be very surprised a moment ago." Elise saw him looking at her and how his hand loosely lifting and tilting the glass he held between his fingers for the red liquid to smoothly…
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"Of course not, milord." Count Gerald acted quick, he knows Lord Ian dislike repeating his words and never want to be on the bad side of the Lord. Beside him, Countess Grace and Lady Monica was quick to pull their skirt and made a bow as if to apologize. They know far better than anyone that offending Ian the Lord of Warine would only warranted death and by the seem of it, the woman beside Ian was treasured much more than they thought she was. If by mistake they offended the woman, they fear their necks…
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Elise looked away then looked up to see Ian's broad back facing her, she couldn't see his face and wondered what expression he was wearing now. She tried not to be too aware of the eyes that gathered from the guests and looked down to the floor, keeping her sight as little as possible. But even when she did that, she could feel well the gazes in her and her back straightened like a wood with the attention she never felt before. Once they had entered a room where all the guests were present in, a man…
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Elise looked at him wide eyed. Her eyes first looked at the manor and then toward Ian's handsome face brimming with a thought full of mischief he didn't hide to his eyes. She couldn't possibly hear Master Ian's words wrong, didn't she? But from the hand he reached out, it didn't seemed so and he didn't look as if he was joking either. "Are you not going down?" he asked, his hand was brought forward so her eyes would look clearly. Elise looked torn to whether she should go down or to refuse his offer…
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Elise didn't know whether her story would be amusing to hear as Master Ian seemed like a person who dislike boredom. But she felt happy to be asked that her lips were pulled up, "I didn't do much. After going to the church in the early morning and visited the shops to buy a few yarn and threads with Carmen and Vella." "I see. Your legs must be tired now." he whispered. "Did you go anywhere else around the market?" "I didn't have enough time to do so." she heard Ian hummed in approval as if confirming…
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