Romans & histoires Croissant Arknights

“Are they ready?” “Yes, they are waiting for you on the lower floor,” Julius responded with a nod. Committing the information to memory, I snapped the folder shut and handed it to Julius. “We'll go after we eat,” I said, striding to join the girls to a plate of large, flaky, and faintly sweet croissants stuffed with crispy smoky bacon, creamy cheese, and fluffy eggs with a touch of arugula for a peppery morning bite. Gawain leaned on the backrest of the long couch, observing us with a devious smile. As I pulled the chair and sat down, I eyed him to keep his teasing at bay. He held up his hands in surrender, laughing.

Senika said at last, his voice quieter now… but far more dangerous. “She is still coming.” A slow, cold dread pooled in the pit of the cloaked figure’s stomach. Behind him, the moonstone flickered. “Even weakened,” Senika continued, gazing out over the dead lands, “the Crescent warriors continue to present the biggest threat in this war.” His fingers curled slightly against the balcony rail. “My men have created lore. Rumors.” A faint, cruel smile touched his cracked lips. “Stories that they have been given… special powers.”

With a moan Salvatore pushed the tray of freshly baked chocolate croissants in her direction as she picked one up, biting into it as she had trouble swallowing it. "Once you guys feel relatively better, feel free to join me for the day's work." Arcangelo finally stated as he walked towards the door, Rosalie momentarily looking up and noticing him be staring directly at her. His ice-blue eyes coaxing all of the dark secrets from her soul, forcing the air out of her lungs. "Don't forget to stay hydrated." --

he says darkly, he leaves my hand, he turns around towards Hera's dungeon but I run and stand in his way. I put my hand on his chest to stop him "You will not touch her, she's helping us" I say standing my ground, he pushes my hand away as if it burned his skin, I look at my hanging hand in shock. "She is ruining us" he puffs out an angry breath, and walks past me hurriedly. "Reject me Dominic! reject me now!" I scream behind him but he doesn't stop to answer. "I Celeste, the choosen Luna of the Red Moon pack reject....." My words are cut short as Dominic reaches to me in no time and pulls my hair, "SHUT UP!" He screams, his whole body shaking in anger.