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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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Ira slept soundly. Tristan watched his beloved's serene face with a deep sense of tenderness. Many thoughts wandered through his head. The Oracle was right - the Chosen One did change him. Allowed my cold heart to melt. Accept yourself as you should be, and not as you have become due to the circumstances of fate. Now Tristan seemed stupid to himself. And what was he afraid of? Bitterness of loss? It could hardly be better than the life of a loner - not because he wanted to be alone, but because he was afraid of becoming attached to someone.Tristan ran his hand through Ira's tousled hair. He will not have another night like this, another such beloved one.This is worth living for.- Tristan? - the girl had not yet opened her eyes, but felt the touch.- Yes, my love? - the lord responded.Ira opened one eye, looked at the blond for a long time and, embarrassed, closed her eyes and lowered her head. Tristan smiled. Taking the girl by the chin, the vampire pulled her face to his and kiss
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- Didn’t Selena tell you anything interesting? - Ignoring the pain, Vragenn grinned.Tristan frowned, stepping aside.“Our conversations are none of your business,” the blond snapped.The brass knuckles came together with a ringing sound, but now the Lord was more careful, and his furious attacks drove Tristan in a circle. The advisors watching the duel and Telvisina, who was held by Alter’s elbow, held their breath every time it seemed to them that one of the duelists had managed to break through the opponent’s defense.Tristan began to get tired. The Lord was clearly in shape thanks to the fact that he constantly drank human blood - Tristan did not have this privilege. From the powerful attacks of his opponent, his right hand, gripping the rest of the brass knuckles, went numb from tension. But what irritated the lord most of all was the satisfied grin on the king’s face. What was this creature up to?“Apparently, your goddess did not consider you worthy of the truth, Tristan,” Vrag
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“No,” William said coldly. “There will be no more mercy for people like you.” - And with these words he pushed the Chosen One out the window. Kirian tried to grab the curtains, but under his weight they broke from their hinges, and he fell out of the window. The adviser pulled the blade out in time so that it would not fall off along with the body.The final, desperate cry of the Chosen One cut through the sky...William fell to his knees, exhausted. The pleasant heaviness of the wings was soothing, but he spent a lot of energy manipulating them. And he still needs to take the Saint away from here. Someone might have noticed the “fascinating” flight of the Chosen One. My hands trembled treacherously. Her hair, tied in a bun for convenience, had become disheveled and strands had bunched up around her face. William straightened his hair, allowing himself a moment of respite. Rising to his feet, the young man wiped the blood from the sword and returned it to its sheath.William turned to
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Tristan did not dare to go to Vragenn for a long time. He could not understand why the goddess did not dare to reveal the secret of his past? After all, then Vragenn would be dead and the war would be over. These thoughts came again and again, and each time Tristan sighed, realizing that Selena probably had her reasons for such an act.The blond admired the sleeping Ira. Recently, his beloved had been working a lot and was very tired. Now the girl was sleeping peacefully, although the sun was just setting towards the horizon. The sunset rays cast sharp shadows on her face, making her features more mature. Tristan leaned down and gently touched Ira's cheek with his lips.“I’ll be back soon,” the vampire whispered.The corners of the Chosen One’s lips twitched - she heard her lover’s voice. Tristan stood up decisively and headed to the stable. If he is lucky, he will have time to find out the long-awaited truth and return before dawn, killing Vragenn. Then Ira won't have to worry about
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