Novel & Cerita A Deep Blue Stone Atop A Dais

I touched the blue stone, tracing its cold edges. "You keep staring at my hand. Is there a flaw in the setting?" The attendant looked up, flustered. "Forgive me, Lady! I did not mean to be impolite. I have only seen the descriptions of that stone in the ancient archives. To see it in the flesh... it is mesmerizing." I frowned. "It’s a blue glass replica, surely. Why the interest?" The clerk’s eyes went wide. "Lady, do you truly not know the legend of what you carry?"

he teases. “Watch it,” she chortles. “The noise,” I nod ahead in a daze, the tune growing louder which each passing footstep that I take towards it. “What are you on about?” Dakota follows behind me, her tone drenched in curiosity. “This sound,” my eye’s light up as I stop in my tracks, staring at the sapphire encrusted crown that sat carefully upon a blue velvet pillow - locked delicately within a golden clasped glass case, preserving its sheer beauty.

VALERIA. The heavy basalt walls of the grand hall seemed to physically hold their breath. The silence was absolute, save for the frantic, hushed murmurs of the remaining pack loyalists and the rhythmic drip, drip, drip of freezing rain and black blood hitting the polished obsidian floorboards. I stood at the top of the raised dais, my posture rigidly, impossibly unyielding. Below me, standing dead in the center of the sprawling room, was Kaelen.

"It isn't. I don't have any affection for you. I just really need it." I punched him. "What do you think of me clothesline ?!" he just laughed. "He's here. You should shut up." I stared at him before I faced him. Damn, we're away. I saw the headmaster walking towards the podium. He sneezed first before speaking. "News has broken. The stone from district one has been stolen." We all sighed at what the headmaster said. "Stone as in the Trait Stone?" I asked the one next to me. "Yes." I turned to him. "You knew?" he nodded.

It showed a raw rock, matte and opaque, glowing a deep, interior purple as if lit from within. “What… what is this?” Imani asked, leaning forward, breathless. The chunk of stone, opaque and faintly shimmering violet, pulsed on the screen as if alive. “That’s not gold,” Jade murmured, her voice trembling with fascination. “It’s something else entirely.” “It’s beautiful,” Imani whispered. “Dangerous is beautiful sometimes,” Jade replied, zooming in closer. “Celestium,” she read out, her voice barely a whisper. Imani reached out, her fingertips brushing the holographic image as if she could feel its texture.

Not even the smallest distance. She reached for him. Cael came willingly. The movement seemed instinctive now, as natural as breathing, and a faint smile touched his mouth as he gathered her closer. Then he lifted her. The motion was effortless enough to make her breath catch, his arms strong beneath her as he carried her away from the rose-gold crystal column and deeper into the cavern where a broad formation of deep blue crystal rose from the floor like an altar shaped by the mountain's own hands. Its surface was wide and flat enough to hold her, smooth as polished glass and glowing faintly from within. The colour was extraordinary, not simply blue, but every blue at once, midnight and oce

And at the far end, raised above everything else, was the combat arena. It was a simple platform, maybe twenty feet across, bordered by thick ropes strung between metal posts. The ground was covered in thick mats. Stands had been set up around it, already filling with students eager to watch people beat the crap out of each other. Above it all, overlooking the entire tournament like a queen surveying her kingdom, was a raised dais draped in royal blue fabric. Bianca sat in the center with that tacky tiara perched on her head, flanked by her usual gaggle of cronies. Daisy stood behind her like a statue, blank-eyed and motionless and yet somehow watching everything with a keen gaze at the same

I copied her and lowered my voice for my second reply She gasped and covered her mouth, "You totally have a secret admirer," she gushed, "Someone who could afford to buy you real diamonds..." she trailed off in thought before her eyes widened, "Oh My God, one of the Crown brothers has a crush on you!" she squealed "Maybe even all of them, if that one rumour is true," she wiggled her eyebrows at me I rolled my eyes, "Don't we have somewhere to be?" I asked her

The elders, the royal sentinels, and Ezekiel, still slumped against the stone pillar, blood staining his jaw, all turned their eyes toward the royal couple. Dominic walked with heavy, imposing strides, his face carved from solid granite, shielding Rosalie as they returned to the elevated dais. "Bring the stone," Dominic commanded, his voice echoing through the cavernous room with an authority that allowed no argument. High Elder Karl motioned strictly to the Southern attendant. The young man stepped forward with trembling knees, carrying the velvet-lined box containing the milk-white, glowing crystal. He bowed low, stopping just before the edge of the dais. "Forward your hand, My Queen," Eld

“Yes, love, everything is fine, ‘’ I added, entering Rebecca’s game. “As I probably know, you recognized me. We need the most sparkling dress for...my lady over here. For the Treasure Awards Gala.” “Of course... Mr. Stone...” And as soon as she said that, she was out of sight. I then turned to Rebecca, who seemed to be already amused by the situation. “Darling?” I asked, raising an eyebrow, though I didn’t dislike it at all. “Looked like you needed some help there” she was even more amused, widening her smile.