Eclair X Tea Knight Novels & Stories

It was the youngest Leader of the Knight Order in this Empire, the Leader of the Dragon Knight Order, Ezekiel Euclase. “Ah, he finally arrived. He must be trying to recruit one of us,” Caitlyn told Arai. Ara shook her head. "No, Ma'am, he came to talk to me." Caitlyn and Arai looked at each other for a moment. When Caitlyn looked at Arai in disbelief, Arai just shook her head weakly. "He wants to talk about a personal matter." "Oh, a personal matter?" asked Caitlyn. “You need some time out, then? Fine, I'll wait for you here if you want to go with him alone."

She worried Keegan might accidentally reveal something. Keegan remained composed, responding calmly, "She's mistaken. I don't brew tea, and I'm not particularly fond of Dragon Well." Jaylene pressed further, "Then what kind of tea do you like, Keegan?" After a moment's thought, Keegan replied, "Probably the Imperial Eighteen Trees." Jaylene fixed her gaze on his eyes, observing his every expression. "Why is that?" Keegan shook his head. "I'm not sure. I just have a feeling it would make excellent tea eggs." Then, as if remembering something, he murmured, "I'll have Maria give it a try sometime."

Yes they carry a hefty price tag but then for something so special and the way they are blended, it is worth every penny. Kenna goes ahead down the aisle to the glass doors at the bottom, a young woman opens the door for her. “Morning, Miss Bodega. I am Kiera, Luigi’s personal assistant. Can I get you some coffee or tea perhaps, we also have herbal tea?” Her smile is welcoming, her amber eyes seem to be in awe of Kenna who graces past her also smiling. “Coffee please, Kiera. Black. Xander?” Kenna turns to ask me.

Either way, Clair was neither angry nor surprised. Mark had always had an ego, and there was no doubt that he ended the way he did. Clair drove for hours, occasionally stopping to buy snacks or soft drinks. By dusk, she stood before the house she once called home. The guards bowed, and the maids cooed. Kathleen sat by her favorite spot, chatting over the phone with a cup of tea at hand. She smiled, walking inside, where she met an unexpected sight.

Elsu, Haku, and Fala were clustered around a teapot, stood looking on bemusedly as Luna Charlotte showed them a multitude of colourful tins full of, I assumed, tea. “Young Alpha Samyak, Young Luna Arienne!” She called over as we entered. “Come here and choose your tea.” We hurried over, and I grinned at Charlotte. She’d taken her sunglasses off, and was now wearing a flowing navy blue robe, covered with sleek golden birds. “What do you have?” I asked excitedly. “Everything,” she smiled. “Hazel here has gone for a ginger and lemon, Haku a classic green tea, and Elsu is deciding between raspberry or camomile.”

He was standing behind Keira trying to give her a dose of her own medicine, when he whispered seductively to Keira’s ear. “Wifey, I haven’t told you before, but I prefer BOLD coffee over tea.” Keira rubbed her behind onto the Clarke’s masculine body. “I know hubby, I just want you to taste a bit sweeter… If you know what I mean.” She then turns around as he tilted Clarke’s head towards her as she also whispered to him seductively. “You know how I do it…” Keira winked at Clarke before she mouthed the words that woke up every cell of Clarke’s body; “I swallow.”

Hurai said, passing the letter to Xena who quickly collected it with a bright smile on her face. “Okay… Eehm, is he yours?” Xena asked, pointing at a tall-looking knight dressed in royal knight attire with the blue and white colors of the Kingdom. Hurai instantly turned around with a heavy sigh on her lips. “Yeap, this means I have to go. Don’t forget to be early…” Was the last thing Hurai told her before pulling the cape of her cloak forward even more and turned around walking back towards Allen, who had been barely ten steps away from her.

We hang up. I sit very still on my couch for a long moment. Then my phone buzzes again. A text. From an unknown number. I open it. Lovely photos, don’t you think? Eleanor Knight gives the best afternoon tea. Do come on Thursday. I insist. I read it twice. Eleanor. Eleanor Knight, who has everyone’s number and no patience for pretending and eyes that see through every wall Adrian has ever built, is inviting me to tea. On Thursday. Alone.

He eyed the cup for half a second before taking a sip as well. His eyes lit up the same way hers had. “You’re right,” he said. “This is really good!” “This tea is enough to keep you wide awake for days. It is my mother’s recipe,” Aelius said calmly. “You will be spending plenty of time here, so I can teach you.” Plenty of time? I glanced up at Kylan, who had also realized what he was implying. His brows had pulled together, and he leaned slightly forward. “What do you mean by that?”

Erwen raised his teacup and clinked it with Kai's, taking a sip of tea. "Mr. Pascal, I'll go to Little Xeottect with you," Kai put down his glass and said, his gaze shifting from Erwen's delighted face to the sunny window. He added in a distant voice, "Since a martial artist like this has appeared in Little Xeottect, I'm also interested."