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“I only regret one thing,” I told him then, “that I cannot read all these wonderful works in my short life.”The prince looked at me affectionately. I still remember his sincere, compassionate look. He gave me what I wanted more than anything in the world - time. To this day I am grateful to him for this.Alas, kings are not destined to reign forever. Sanader and Nayara ruled for only a few decades. They were overthrown by the bloody Agnard, conquering the castle and uniting western and eastern Lygyria. Since then, many kings have changed - good and bloodthirsty, just and crazy. But they all had one thing in common - admiration on their faces when entering the great library. And they all understood that there is only one person who can find anything in this labyrinth of knowledge - me.The man turned to the shelves and affectionately touched one of the volumes.- I read them all. I remember every cover, every title. I know what treasures are hidden within these walls. Anyone could bec
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Rising with difficulty, the girl walked to the door on wobbly legs and ordered a bath to be prepared. Sitting down on the bed, Ilyana stared out the window. Despair was creeping up, taking over my mind bit by bit. The girl shook her head. No! They won't break it! They won't subdue her mind! She is a seraph warrior, and she will destroy the enemies of humanity!Feeling a little better, Ilyana took off her dress and sank into the warm water. She needs to learn to fly as soon as possible, because only one step separates her from freedom.Leaning on the edge of the bathroom and closing her eyes, the girl again tried to reach out to the Force. Going deeper than the “place” where the energy was usually concentrated. There, deep in her inner world, the flame of an unusual, but so familiar Power was flickering. The girl reached out to this place, trying to embrace the energy with all her mind. A cramp ran through my body, giving way to a pleasant languor. The feeling of wings broke into consc
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He had a strange but pleasant dream. They sat with Ira in a beautiful vine-covered gazebo, sipping their favorite red wine. Summer reigned all around, bright green colors blinded my eyes. The hot sun illuminated the earth, giving affection and warmth. Ira, dressed in a light white dress, smiled. Tristan had never seen such a happy smile on her face. At that moment the girl seemed unimaginably beautiful to him. Tenderness shone in the green eyes.And then a crazy whirlwind burst into the gazebo. He spun around the table, almost knocking over the cutlery on it. Ira jumped up indignantly and began to scold the naughty whirlwind. Suddenly Tristan realized that these were... children! A fragile, petite girl with light golden curls and a dark-haired boy. The kids, listening to the dissatisfied female voice, became a little depressed. Then the girl looked back, and green eyes looked at Tristan. She smiled radiantly and threw herself on his neck.- Dad! Tell mom we won't do it anymore! And do
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William reached out to touch the palm covering his eyes, but heard a quiet request:- Do not do that. I want you to understand. To fully understand what fate awaits you. A piece of my Power can help you deal with the enemy, but it will leave a mark on your soul that will never disappear. Not every mortal wants to tie himself with strong bonds with the immortal goddess,” the bitterness in Lilith’s voice gave way to burning melancholy. She knew what she was talking about. Once upon a time I felt it completely.William's body was shaking slightly, but his thoughts were clearer than ever. The power emanating from the goddess made the young man’s head spin. It was incredibly bright and all-consuming, and at the same time fragile and delicate, like a cobweb in the wind that could easily be torn off by a clumsy hand. She evoked a desire to protect.“I want her,” William’s lips whispered. There was a ringing in his ears, but the young man smiled, smiled so joyfully and sincerely as never befo
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The woman smiled, and there was so much warmth and tenderness in her smile that the young man instantly lost all his fighting spirit. The stranger was short and looked incredibly fragile. The milky white skin seemed to radiate its own radiance. The woman tilted her head to the side, looking at the blond with a curious glance, her long snow-white hair sliding over the sloping shoulder and delicate silk of her light silver dress.“You love her,” the woman spoke tenderly. Her ringing voice resembled the enchanting chime of bells, “You finally allowed your heart to melt.”Tantario looked blankly at the white-haired woman, and suddenly remembered the terrible picture of the dying Aira. Embarrassed, the blond wiped away the tears on his cheeks. How painful and sad he is from the mere thought that the Chosen One could have suffered because of him!- Am I dreaming again? - the young man’s voice trembled and his eyebrows frowned.The stranger rose with the elegance and grace characteristic of
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Why isn't he afraid? For some reason, the knight was sure that all their adventures were behind them, and the Amethyst Mountains would now remain only in their memories. The young man smiled, but immediately closed his eyes - the light hurt his eyes. Covering his face with his hand, Felix came to his senses.He found himself in the courtyard of the Temple of Two Moons.- Praise the goddess, it's all over! - the knight heard Tristan’s relieved cry.Grinning, Felix turned to his friend and asked:- Since when do you praise the goddess... - and stopped mid-sentence, seeing the lord.Tristan was dressed in a tight-fitting suit made of snow-white fabric, edged with a silver border that sparkled brightly in the sunlight. On top of the camisole, light silver armor lay harmoniously, like the scales of a dragon. The bracers and shoulder pads were decorated with a similar pattern, and on the breastplate, complex interweaving lines converged into a crescent pattern, decorated with a beige and bl
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royal clanKyrian wiped Ilyana's lips with a white napkin. Lifting the girl from the chair, the young man threw back blond strands of hair over his shoulders, running his hand over silky, pale skin. Now the vampire kept his toy in a small room, whose windows were covered with a heavy curtain - the Lord wanted to create an unnaturally pale shade of the girl’s skin. So Ilyana will look like an angel descended from heaven, and vampires will look next to her as creatures close to God, not frightening with their pallor.-You are so beautiful, my love. - Kirian gently kissed the girl on the cheek and turned to the door.- You can start.The maids entered the room. Two girls took Ilyana to the bath, the rest prepared clothes and hair clips. The saint was being preened for her next appearance in public - this time in a distant town on the border with Norfwuld. Maybelline was rarely visited by inquisitors, and each of their visits, as a rule, was accompanied by human sacrifices in the name of
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“You don’t dare touch her,” the creature hissed.- How dare I! - the tip touched the thin throat, and a trickle of blood flowed from under it.The creature hissed threateningly, and Tristan pressed harder.- Alright I will say! She got me drunk. She awakened and submitted to me. From now on I exist, and she is no more! – the creature laughed loudly.“I don’t believe you,” Tristan stated coldly and hit the girl on the head with the hilt of his sword.Ira's body went limp.- What are you doing? – the paladin gasped in indignation.- What, what? Need to come up with something! - Tristan picked up the limp body, gently pressing the girl to his chest. - This creature will not let us think. And there’s no way to get her to the cave at all! - The blond looked with annoyance at the abrasion on his beloved’s face and reminded himself that in a couple of minutes everything would heal.At the exit from the valley, the cheerful Belian caught up with the alarmed friends. The mare rushed along the
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