Novel & Cerita Emilia Figure Re:zero

They arrived at a clearing, where a figure shrouded in shadows waited. To his surprise, she was already there waiting. Papa Mojo, whispered, "Erzulie Red-Eyes", his voice barely audible. The figure stepped forward, her eyes blazing with a fierce red lava-like glow. "There was no need to summon," she hissed, her voice like a snake. "I am aware of what you desire, mortal." she hissed, and then she turned to Niklaus, I've been expecting you, Your name has reached far and wide, even unto our realm. she smiled at him.

“That is not taxonomically relevant.” Lucian looked toward Celeste. “This is your influence.” “They have your DNA.” Helena became still. The room felt it. Emilia looked at her. Helena looked back. They shared Lucian’s eyes. Not exactly. Close enough. Emilia approached without fear. “You’re Helena.” “Yes.” “I’m Emilia.” “I know.” “Because of Eidolon?” “Because your photograph was on the table.” Emilia looked at the framed family photograph. “Oh.” She considered.

Sophia asked after we’d fallen into a comfortable silence, just watching Aurora and Emilia play in the sand. My gaze drifted back to them automatically. God, Emilia was ethereal. “As long as it’s not about you and that Enzo kid, be my fucking guest.” “She’s… different,” Sophia said, her voice barely above a whisper as she watched Emilia laugh. “I don’t know how to explain it.” I frowned. “Different how?” “I said I don’t know,” I arched a brow as I stared more intently at Emilia. She was rubbing her lower back and occasionally pressing her hand over her lower abdomen , unconscious movements that made my gut twist.

CASSANDRA'S POV I couldn't tell whether what I had done had actually worked on her. For one, Emilia was a very strange person, you can never fully know what will get to her and what will not. But I had hope that even for her emotionless being, this should be able to do the job. And it did.

Rosa continued, “as your equal. Not your captive. Not your shadow. Not the girl who arrived here in chains.” Lucien went very still. The room held its breath with him. “She is not the same woman we took in,” Rosa whispered. “She has become something forged, through fire, loyalty, and war. Something that stands beside you. Not behind.” Lucien closed his eyes. And in the dark, He saw her. Emilia. Not trembling. Not pleading. But standing in smoke and ruin. Jaw lifted. Eyes steady. A blade in her hand. A crown of loyalty and fury on her head.

A woman with silver hair and purple eyes emerged from a nearby cottage. Clutching a black riding crop and wearing black and white riding attire, her face bore a cold, proud expression. Emilia possessed a similar indifference to her brother, Caesar. As the only female of her generation in the Salieri family, even her status as an Omega did not diminish her pride. She wore soft leather boots and confidently mounted her horse. Unfortunately, her leg wasn't strong enough, and she nearly fell. Strong hands caught her arm from behind, silently and steadily helping Emilia onto the horse.

she said, her voice low enough for just him to hear. Roman grinned "i love you too and our baby, i'll always love you Mila". "geez, why do you guys always turn every moment into something sappy" Mattias groaned. Ace smacked him at the back of his head ear earning many curse words from him. Camila leaned back, into Roman's side, him holding her tight and placing a kiss on her head. Together they watched the banter of the people around them.

She locks eyes with me, a sad smile gracing her lips as she stroked her belly. “You don’t get to make those decisions!” Emilio snapped. “You’re just a kid.” Emiliana, fearless Emiliana, stepped forward. Her shoulders rolled back and Vinnie and I already had our hands on our guns. “You’re wrong, Emilio. I am not a kid anymore.” “Gio,” Vinnie warned. “I know.” I had already seen Emilio retreat slowly, his hand gripping something behind his back. “I wanted to believe you had it in you to redeem yourself. I refused to accept that you were capable of this.” She looked at her mother, but all I could see was desolation in those eyes. Liliana was so lost and broken, just like Emiliana.

She tried to yank her hand away but her gaze darkened when Zion didn't let her go instead tightened his grip. "Stop talking in riddles and tell me what you mean by that you're a family?" she yelled finally done with his games. "I am a warrior from Vengeful Hunters, Moon." Her heart stopped. "W-What? Stop fooling me." Emmaline raged and tried to get away from him but Zion grabbed her shoulders and pulled her towards himself with a jerk. "I am not, Emmaline Richard Dawson. Wait, you don't believe me then what about this?" Saying that he fished out something from his pocket. Emmaline kept staring at him with a frown but her eyes widened when he showed her a platinum ring.

Since she wanted Lucia's services on a professional level, she might as well be professional and schedule an official appointment with the designer. " Okay, thanks for calling me butterfly designs, have a good evening." The secretary professionally ended the conversation. After a few minutes, Miranda's personal phone rang. She frowned upon seeing Lucia's incoming call. " Hello?" She answered flatly, without any emotions in her voice. " Hello to you too emotionless Queen." Lucia greeted back sarcastically. Even after all these years, their best friend never changed. After getting a boyfriend ,her character changed Abit. She became a little warm but that vanished after she became the queen. Th