Patricia Wilson
Stories
10
Chapters
3,347
Words
163.4 K
Comments
0
Reading
13 h, 37 m
-
Gabriel didn’t have to wait very long for the banquet he requested. It was probably a testament of Abigail’s influence, but he received the invitation to the banquet a mere day after he visited her. Naturally, they couldn’t hold the banquet the very next day, they needed to give the various nobles some time to prepare. Still, the date for the banquet was set a mere week after Gabriel visited Abigail so it was clear that it was a rather rushed event. Gabriel too needed some time to prepare, that was…-
201 •
-
-
As one would expect, silence descended over the underground room as the tears streamed down Teresa’s face. Well, only Gabriel and Alice were silent because of the tears, the little child in Alice’s hands was probably holding her breath because she had no idea what was going on or what would be happening to her now. “…” Gabriel and Alice locked eyes for a moment, wordlessly conveying their thoughts. It would be an understatement to say that Teresa was just one of their friends, if they could…
-
201 •
-
-
For a moment, Gabriel’s mind shook. A subdued ringing in the depths of his ears, a dull white light flashing in his eyes as his mind tried to gather itself. Honestly, Teresa’s punch wasn’t that painful. No, he was filled with so much raw power thanks to his Unique Magic that he barely felt it, be that because the power numbed his senses or because the hit was too weak to harm him. What caused his mind to rock was her tears, the sorrow that tore at her voice. And then there was the sensation of…
-
201 •
-
-
Gabriel’s breathing was slow as he approached the tall gates of the Giselle estate. He could see the main mansion and the various smaller annexes that were scattered across the estate, the various gardens that served to fill the gaps between the buildings. As it was the estate of a duchess, there were naturally a great number of people moving about to ensure that all the day-to-day needs were met. But he could sense it. A tension in the air, a slight weight that bore down on all their shoulders. The…
-
201 •
-
-
The frozen wastes trembled as Gabriel’s magic dug deeper into the ice, breaching the ancient seal that had been dormant there since time immemorial. He could feel it. A subtle sensation within his chest, a quiet tingling lingering in the depths of his heart. It was down there, beneath the ice. Each burst of magic awoke it, roused it from its ageless slumber. Angered it. But Gabriel kept digging, the third prince trembling quietly in the distance, stealthily creeping away while pretending to shiver in…
-
201 •
-
-
Gabriel was perched atop a roof, the dark shroud of night obscuring him as his feet hung over the edge. No matter how dark the night, the city remained alive. Lanterns and street lights illuminated every road, casting long shadows across the walls and other structures. And what part of the city would be most alive at a time like this? Naturally, it would be the underbelly of the city, the so-called red light district. As the common people went to sleep, the night-walkers came alive to comfort all those…
-
201 •
-
-
The man almost couldn’t believe his ears, involuntarily gawking at Gabriel for a few moments. After a few short moments, be it due to the ridiculous statement or the adrenaline rushing through his body, he started to laugh. “HAHAHA…Ah… Did you give the people outside the same offer? What did they respond with, eh?” He could still smell the fire, the almost suffocating scent of smoke that rose from below, the unmistakable scent of roasted flesh. But there were no screams, no coughing. He knew…
-
201 •
-
-
As Gabriel was making his way back from the palace, having spent a bit of time talking with both Abigail and Caine, his mind was quietly moving. His sister had ended up here after making a deal, and he had coincidentally ended up here after he ended his own life. But, not only had he ended up in the same world, he had ended up in the same time-period as his sister, despite the difference in time between their departure. Gabriel did not like coincidences, much less believe in them. Something, or someone,…
-
201 •
-
-
Abigail and Caine had a good and long talk, minutes whittling away into hours as they openly shared what truths they could. Caine was clearly hiding some things, but a few clever questions made it clearer that it was more correct to say that he physically couldn’t say anything about it. It was concerning, but she was confident that enough well-worded questions could help her approach the truth. But just as she was planning to spend the rest of the day talking with Caine, one of the servants she had sent…
-
201 •
-
-
The air within the dining hall was suffocating, an unseen pressure bearing down on the chests of everyone present. The smell of blood hung thick in the air, it stung the nose like a cluster of small needles. There was an air of uncertainty hanging around the remaining knights, as well as Duchess Giselle. Was Alice lying about the spell? Should they take the chance to attack to subdue her? Why were none of their safety precautions working even though they initially thought that they had gone overboard with…
-
201 •
-
- Previous 1 … 15 16 17 … 335 Next
