Novel & Cerita Aya Shameimaru

Wasting the precious lead we had in a place no scorching Shin worth their salt would be in. “Look.” Ayame’s voice hits me before anything. She doesn’t make a sound or let one drop of her Essence slip when she lands in a stooped position on the tree branch. “You hate me, I get it. You don’t trust anyone, that’s your prerogative. You want to be a soloist, and that’s probably best, but this is the shit hand we were dealt.” Her eyes are that aquamarine shade again, neither blue nor green.

Amara stared for a little while, then returned to stare at the screen. "Amara!" Her Mom called her upstairs and she got up to go. We all watched her leave. Izanagi's eyes were sparkling, I thought he might feel uncomfortable at first but then I also had to recall this was his first time meeting Amamiya-san. "Who was that?" he asked. "Amara's Mom." "She's like the dark version of Ms. Bellum." "Who?" Claire whipped her neck to study Izanagi, eyes widened. Almost as if offended at first, but then she thought about it some more and covered her mouth. "No... Yo, wait, she does dress like Ms. Bellum sometimes!"

They talked on their native tongue but there’s a hint of authority in the tribe princess’s voice while the two girls just nodded to her. “May thy permit me to see thy wound, prince Jion?” Shima asked the prince as he nodded not peeling off his eyes to his princess who stood behind Shima. Chaerin cut off the bandages from his shoulder revealing his wound. Shima nodded as if knowing in certainty what to do. She turned to their princess. “ Ami nande jika sia jabar.” (I cannot touch a royal body.) “Mia nande?” She asked. (Why not?) “Kara lori lisha dah chak.”

All the characters, places and contents of this story is solely based on my imagination, any resemblance to respective elements, is a mere coincidence. To connect to me, do ping me on I*******m as agni_aastha❤ for the character sketches and aesthetics, do connect to me. Shanaya: Witnessing the endless bickering of Amara and Azeil, made me wonder and gave a constant breeze of nostalgia inside my head. How me and Emir used to argue

CHAPTER 15 He wasn’t supposed to exist. The way he stood there, head tilted, eyes gleaming too bright under the flickering hallway light—it was like the memory of someone I hadn’t met yet. Or had tried to forget. “Jasmine,” he said again. Gentle. Familiar. Like we were old friends. Like he’d walked me home before. I opened my mouth, but nothing came out. Remi’s voice echoed from outside—something about keys. The streetlight buzzed. I felt my heart thudding against my ribs like it wanted out.

He shook his head. " how long did you know him?" " since junior high" " ooh, that's kinda long. Just like how long I've known Jem. You know the girl I am with earlier" Ashley said. " oh hey what's that?" Ashley pointed at the stall where you have to go catch the fish using a paper scooper. " ah it's the kingyo-sukui. It's a game here in Japan whereas you can get a prize if can get a fish using that scooper." Ren said showing her the scooper. " but it's a paper" Ren chuckled. " that's the challenge of it, do you wanna try?"

Jacob said Yeah....yay

"Now then, shall we get down to business? Hisao-sama." He nods his head as so we talk about the agreements and successfully strike a deal. It was dinner time and they prepared us a kimono to wear. Well, that was pretty considerate. They even help up in wearing it. We go to the dining hall where the food was already prepared and Hisao along with his wife Iwamoto Kiyoko. She was very elegant and graceful like a peony flower. Her black hair along with her white kimono was amazingly dazzling. I seat next to Hisao as we talk and drink. There is also a performance from an instrument called shamisen that was played with girls called geisha.

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I should pay her a visit. “The fourth one is Lady Aya Hiwa, second daughter of Daimyo Aya Nagatasuke. She is Lady Aiyo’s best friend. Both of them have the same mean personality. Always trying to win the Emperor’s favor.” Here comes the third bitch. “And the last one is Lady Hisamatsu Tsuya, the only daughter of General Hisamatsu Taketoshi. The meanest of them all. She always threatens you and then blames you for things you did not do. You never fight back and that’s why she loves to insult and threaten you. She also has some knowledge of martial arts since her father is a general. Please be careful around her Yukina.” Martial arts you say? Oh this just got way more interesting.