Romans & histoires Elden Ring Untouchable

[ELARA] For a long moment after Valen disappears into the crowd, I find myself wondering if he was real. Because nothing about him felt real. The way he looked at me seemed otherworldly. His very face and the grace with which he moved felt… unreal. He truly worked to distract me and unburdened me, strangely. And the fact that he knew my name, but referred to me as Lady and not Princess. I haven’t seen him here before in court. I’d remember him if I had. Having a ruby embedded in place of one of your eyes certainly makes you stand out. I’m involuntarily looking for him in the crowd—trying to find the wisp of his black robes, embroidered with gold thread—when Lord Brook approaches.

"Just... let me take the ring. My mother’s ring." Elara looked at the small silver band on Selene's finger. It was the only thing in the room that wasn't made of solid gold. She stayed silent for a long moment, then slapped Selene’s hand away. "Your mother is probably ashamed of you," Elara said. "Keep your ring. It’s the only thing you own that isn't covered in someone else's blood." They dragged her out of the vault, her boots scraping against the stone, leaving the doors wide open. The treasure sat there, glowing in the dark, waiting fo r the next person to die for it.

Adrian was already at the table, dressed in a sharp black suit, his mask back in place. I sat down, the silence between us stretching like a thin wire. I didn't touch my coffee. I simply reached into my pocket and dropped the diamond earring onto the table. It landed with a sharp clink on the marble. Adrian’s gaze dropped to the jewel. His jaw tightened, a muscle pulsing in his cheek. "Elara... it’s not what you think."

But sentiment didn’t buy freedom. So she wrapped it in linen and slipped into the tunnels one more time. The buyer was already waiting. Hooded. Cloaked in thick gray wool. Face obscured by a scarf, voice strange—garbled, like gravel dragged across iron. “You came alone,” they said, inspecting the necklace beneath a gloved hand. “I always do,” Elara replied carefully. A long silence stretched. “This piece… it is not common,” the voice rasped. “Where did you get it?”

“But your hand isn’t stopping.” Elara looked down at her fingers wrapped around him. She tried to pull away, but he held her wrist gently in place. “I have a ring,” she said. Her voice shook. She lifted her left hand and showed him the diamond on her finger. It sparkled under the low lights. “This means something. I took vows.” Dante looked at the ring for a moment. Then he ignored it. He pushed her back against the wall, pinning her there with his body. His mouth went back to her breasts, sucking hard on the soft flesh. Red marks started to bloom on her skin.

One of her long legs would appear almost up to the hip through a stylish slit when she stepped down a stair. Linda thought that Lucas must love that style. The strapless, low cut bodice was decorated with a priceless necklace of teardrop diamonds that crested just above her firm breasts. Her thick black hair was pinned up showing her elegant neck and her ears were donned with large matching diamond earrings. She saw that Elsa, in turn, was staring back at Lucas with adoration. Linda watched them together and realized that her coming here was a waste of time. They were infatuated with one another, and that was an extreme understatement. They were a portrait

The stone was a brilliant scarlett color. "This ring is host to what we call a familiar. This in particular, is a carbuncle. It's a creature from South America. They have a gift for finding gemstones and hiding. Think of it as a gift of good faith." "Thank you" she put the ring on her finger and held her hand to the light. "It's beautiful...and call me Nina. Ms. Liang is for people under me." she smiled at him. "Then you may call me Richard." he replied back and watched her admire the ring. He was glad she accepted, even if the training didn't pay off, she would be a good partner to have

The place was cleared, many walls broke down, and sweat and blood were mixed on the old marble floor. “Boss, one of the traitors is tied here.” Ashriel and Nathan came into a room where Leon was with one woman tied with chains and kneeling on the floor. Her face was covered with her auburn hair. Kate stepped forward and reached for her hair, clearing her face. She opened her light blue eyes and studied them. “You’re one of the Second Rank Nobles that are under Amber Theupholis named Oriana Atherton, am I right?” Nathan clarified as he studied her face.

Which is the only thing that counts. "Ok. I won't feel bad as long as you show me the rock." I say, smiling. Elena's cheeks blush, as she looks down at her hand. She brings it up towards me. I see a stunning rose gold ring on her finger. It's shaped like a firefly, that looks as though it flew around her finger. The body of the ring has small diamonds trailing from the head of the firefly to the tail. It's absolutely stunning. "How come a firefly?" I ask.

"Imagine finding time for jewelry shopping in between board meetings... and bedroom visits." I could practically hear Beta Henry's soul trying to climb out of his body. They didn't expect that I knew Xavier had cheated on me long ago. Fear radiated from him as he quickly excused himself from my office. Once he fled, I stared down at the diamonds like they were crawling with maggots. My fingers flew over the screen, finding the contact saved as 'LUXE RESALE - Elena'. The photo attached with a satisfying ping. My message was terse, final: