David White

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  • by David White "Yes?" Aries raised her head and paused in cutting the rose stem in the pavilion of the Sapphire Palace, her usual spot to kill time since she had nothing else to do. She watched Joaquin advance in her direction, perching on the chair across from her with a document in his hand. "This is rare. You never see me during the day," she expressed, a bit surprised as she gazed at the man with genuine wonder in her eyes. He tipped his head to the side, shrugging. "Am I, perhaps, bothering my wife?" "Depends on…
  • by David White Meanwhile, in the imperial palace of Haimirich… "How many years has it been?" Abel inquired whilst hanging his head low. His voice was low and weak as if he was barely alive or sane. "How many years has it been when Aries left Haimirich?" 'So dramatic as ever.' Conan mentally clicked his tongue, standing by the door of a particular bathing area inside the forbidden mansion in the palace. He cleared his throat, putting his fist in front of his lips, ignoring the usual sight of blood and bodies inside…
  • by David White Joaquin gazed at Aries from across his spot inside the carriage. He was shaking his foot with his leg draped over the other. She had her attention to the window, holding the flowers on her lap, not speaking a word to him. It had been two days since they last spoke, and he hadn't seen her for the last two days. However, he knew for a fact that even though he was a little miffed at her attitude, he couldn't prolong this argument between the two of them. They wouldn't talk anymore, and many of his enemies…
  • by David White Aries took a deep breath. Her face cleared up from all the sadness that was clouding her features earlier today. Inez toured her around the greenhouse, and it truly took off some burdens in Aries's mind. After that, the latter invited her for a cup of tea until it was time for the crown princess to depart. "Thank you for fulfilling my whim, ninth sister." On their way towards the entrance of the greenhouse, Aries smiled and turned to her left, where Inez was walking. She was carrying a few flowers that…
  • by David White Abel, the "love guru," said healthy arguments were the secret to a happy marriage. Absurd as it may sound, but Aries believed the man, even though Abel's reasoning was the ridiculous 'intense' make-up sex, which differed from Conan's professional advice. According to the empire's genius, arguments that were dealt with properly could be essential to a healthy relationship. For one, it could create a new depth of intimacy and increase trust between the couple. Hence, Aries didn't mind her first argument…
  • by David White Aries had always known she would eventually have to make sacrifices for the greater good. She only needed to know when she would pull out that card at the perfect time. Tonight was the night she pulled out that card. Turning her head to where Joaquin was sleeping, she spat out of the bed. She wiped her lips in disgust, almost with the intention of wiping her lips completely. Although she managed to knock him out after pricking him over his hairline from his nape, the disgusting taste of alcohol and cigar…
  • by David White "Darling, come here." From the bed of her room in the Rose Palace, Aries furrowed her brows as she turned her head on the balcony. Leaning against the railing was Abel while enjoying a cigar. "I will show you something," he added. She blinked twice, watching him crook a finger while nodding encouragingly. Although baffled by his sudden invitation, Aries wrapped her unclad body with the quilt and flung her legs out of the bed. "What is it?" she inquired when she was by the entrance of the…
  • by David White "Your Highness, you don't seem well." Joaquin stood by the railings of the second floor of the private residence, situated in the heart of the capital. It was a private residence, but inside, it was a gambling house where noblemen find their luck and enjoy the company of women. "Is this about Ismael?" asked the man whose hair and eyes shared the same as the members of the royal family. "Are you bothered that your wife, the crown princess, will change her opinions towards you?" "Javier, my wife's…
  • by David White Joaquin and Aries decided to take a stroll in the garden after the meal. Walking side by side, Aries glanced to her right where her husband was walking, his hands interlaced behind him, keeping his silence. "You don't seem well, husband." She broke the silence between the two of them, watching Joaquin cast her a quick glance. "Are you alright?" "Of course." He sported a smile that didn't reach his eyes. "Why wouldn't I? How about you? Did you enjoy the food?" This time, Aries closed her lips and raised…
  • by David White Two days had gone by in a blur, with Aries adjusting to her new life as Daniella Circe Vandran-Imperial. Her life was the recurring cycle of indulging with her husband Joaquin and sitting daintily in the crown prince's quarters. Thanks to Joaquin, no one bothered her for the past two days so his wife could fully rest. It was no secret that the crown princess had frail health, so she had to familiarize herself with her new home first. But after two days, they finally summoned her to join the first family…
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