Ana Ilyas Novels & Stories

Her expression was one of confusion, and maybe faint recognition. Ilise nearly laughed when the girl suddenly entered an ungraceful curtsey. "I apologize...that must have appeared rude. I'm Lena," she said timidly. Ilise smiled at her. "I know who you are, Lena. I've been anxious to meet you. I'm Ilise...Renz's first wife," she replied. ****** ******

The mercenary still held the stick, though loosely. The splayed form of the traveller did not stir. “He will wake with a headache in the morning,” said the mercenary with a smile that was at once shy and a little pleased with himself, “He is a known scoundrel. He will do anything for any money. Please let me introduce myself, Ilyria,” he bowed low, “I am Suluu of Isfap.” Ilyria lay looking at him. She still could not move. “Oh,” he said, “I think you would like to be released from the poison?”

She did not want to overwhelm Isabel or push her too far, too fast. Ilyana's restraint was born out of a deep understanding of the need for patience and the importance of building trust. She refrained from pressing Isabel for details about her past, particularly those that might involve the reasons of what brought her to the empire. Instead, Ilyana focused on creating a safe and nurturing environment, hoping that over time, Isabel would feel secure enough to share her full story.

ACE Pulling up in my garage with an indifferent feeling,I opened the car door , walking halfway to the house door I heard a gentle giggle , who brought a child into the house? Curious I opened the door . I saw Isabella sitting in front of the game stand with the control pad ,she didn't strike me as one who is into games , but then why would she be laughing playing a duo game alone.