Judy chewed on a piece of bone Like it was a flute. She savored the dangling strips of meat, even making sure to suck all the bone marrow out of the calcium. she couldn't care less how she looked like doing it. she had never felt so hungry, so thirsty, in her entire life. and for her to be offered a dinner that exquisite, she could not pass it on.The spicy condiments stuck to her cheeks and chin, he regularly wiped them off.
The king watched her in amusement as if he was feeding a stray cat. At times he will order the Servant standing beside her to pour her more water into a glass. The spectacle went on for another 30 minutes until Judy felt like she had had enough. her stomach was full, and her throat was not tired anymore. She could speak properly.
"I hope the food was to your liking? I'd never want to
The room's ambience was created by an excellent and pleasant lavender fragrance. It was relaxing and tranquil, and it gave the impression of equanimity. Every window was adorned with scented candles, which burned off their fragrant wicks and filled the space with a beautiful smell.Judy was persuaded by the queen to shower and change before the king became irritated. She was still trying her hardest to influence the queen to help her make her escape, despite the fact that she knew it was nearly impossible. She still trusted her slick tongue, though; it had gotten her out of a lot of tight circumstances before, and she trusted it to do so again in this predicament. It didn't seem to be working so far; the queen had built an invincible wall around her conscience to keep it from being persuaded. The wall was created from painful memories and prior events, experiences that left her with both physical and mental wounds that she would carry with her for the rest of her life as
“ Guys, he's coming close." Squatting to the ground and scrutinising a pair of tracks left in the mud, the man observed, "His footsteps are still fresh, which suggests he isn't far from here." He then turned to face the tall man, expecting more instructions. "Let's divide into two groups now,One will go right, the other will go left, and we'll circle back till you meet up at the beach,” he explained. The henchmen then followed suit, splitting into two groups. As he inhaled the invigorating smoke from his cigarette, he finally threw the stub on the ground. "I'll take the middle path and continue straight through until I reach the water's edge. If anyone notices anything unusual or locates the intruder, notify the rest of the group to meet at your location,” the tall man continued. He began walking away, which the henchmen mistook for a signal to join in. The party split into t
“We just got word that one of the foreign students will not be participating in the second round of the trials, so we have no choice but to continue on to the final phase,” the man explained. Perhaps it was his attire that gave him an aged appearance. In any case, he appeared to be far too old to be a youthful professor at the same time. Allison, Allison Zurich, was his name. Norval's father's alchemical company employs a pharmaceutical professor. He was appointed to be a member of the judging panel that would oversee the proceedings. The pupils were perplexed as they glanced at him.“Is there anyone else thinking what I'm thinking right now?” Is this trial being handled with less care than I anticipated? “Jalon stated. He refilled his water flask and returned it to the table. They were all sat at a lounge table in the hotel's waiting area, close to the front desk. They had been summoned by one of the workers, and Norval had not yet returned,
The men's destructive noises that were disrupting the forest's serenity became louder. They would appear to be having a close knit conversation one moment, then go silent the next, as if they had spotted him. Nelanian was doing everything he could to evade them; darkness was his ally at the time, and it effectively concealed him from the group. He was also counting on luck; the darkness may be bringing him towards them, and because neither his eyesight nor his hearing were as good as they had been, he had to take a leap of faith and pray he didn't run into them.As he moved through the woodland, he kept his head low, as if he were a goat munching on the leaves of the plants. He masterfully regulated his breathing, only taking another breath to relieve the strain in his lungs when he felt like he was about to pass out at the last second.“did you hear that? Something moved over there,” a voice said, directing its attention to
Norval entered the hotel through the front entrance. He appeared to be too fatigued to walk, as if he had chosen to run from the sports complex to the hotel rather than take the bus. With a cheerful greeting, the receptionist welcomed him in. Norval couldn't help but try to match the receptionist's enthusiasm, but his response was so blunt that it almost came out as mocking.“How are you doing Mr. Norval?” the receptionist inquired, holding out his hand in anticipation of a handshake. Norval reached out with a tired, depleted hand that hadn't seen much action since his admission to the hospital. Norval gave the receptionist a wobbly handshake, and the receptionist could see Norval was attempting to grip tightly.He deduced, "You're still healing, isn't it?"“I am not totally recovered,” Norval said with a smile as he removed his hand." To get back into shape, I'll need some strength training and rehab, but at
Nelanians leg could no longer support the weight. He tried to stand up once to confirm his suspicion, and he was right, his knee cap was completely shattered. Yet the ma who inflicted the damage seemed not to be impressed by the work of his hands. He stared at Nelanian's leg like it was not the best he could do. Which was somehow right, considering how huge he was, he could have simply knocked Nelanian's leg off its joints. hey, quit whining, I didn't even break the damn thing it is just dislocated, the tall man said. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a lighter and a half-burnt cigar. It was odd, placing a
Nelanians leg could no longer support the weight. He tried to stand up once to confirm his suspicion, and he was right, his knee cap was completely shattered. Yet the ma who inflicted the damage seemed not to be impressed by the work of his hands. He stared at Nelanian's leg like it was not the best he could do. Which was somehow right, considering how huge he was, he could have simply knocked Nelanian's leg off its joints. hey, quit whining, I didn't even break the damn thing it is just dislocated, the tall man said. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a lighter and a half-burnt cigar. It was odd, placing a
Nelanians leg could no longer support weight. He tried to stand up once to confirm his suspicion, and he was right, his knee cap was completely shattered. Yet the ma who inflicted the damage seemed not to be impressed by the work of his hands. He stared at Nelanian's leg like it was not the best he could do. Which was somehow right, considering how huge he was, he could've have simply knocked Nelanian's leg off its joints. hey, quit whining, I didnt even break the damn thing its just dislocated, the tall man said. He reached into his pocked and pulled out a lighter and a half burnt cigar. It was odd, placing a half smoked cigar back into his pocket for later. It seemed like ev