Empress Cesia Wears Knickerbockers นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Still, in her blood-stained wedding dress, she outright looked like she murdered someone. Her legs and feet ached from standing too long. She sat on the bench opposite where the brunette sat and pulled off her Louboutin pumps. Her feet had ugly blisters on them and she didn’t want to wear these shoes again. “Your name?” Anastasia asked. “Crissy.” the brunette said, showing off her crooked yellow teeth. “You’re a pretty little thing.” She complimented. “You would be prettier if you didn’t smell.” “I don’t smell that bad.” Anastasia protested, deep red with embarrassment. “Do I?”

Morning light streamed through the grand windows of the Kingsley mansion as Cassian stepped out of his bedroom. He had barely closed the door behind him when a small body collided with his legs. "Daddy!" Emory was already dressed. She was wearing her school uniform a crisp white blouse and a navy skirt and her dark curls had been pulled back with a pink ribbon. Her pink cast stood out against the white of her blouse, but she did not seem to notice. She was bouncing on her heels with barely contained excitement.

exclaimed Emeraude, approaching the desk defiantly. "I think it's a father's right," Cassian replied, smiling sarcastically. Emeraude threatened to kill him, and Cassian laughed, provoking her. "I'd like to remind you that there are cameras here. If I end up dead, I'll be the prime suspect," he joked, amusing himself with her anger. Emeraude lowered her head, taking a deep breath. Cassian observed the scene, noticing the details of her outfit: tight black pants, a matching tank top, and a red and black plaid shirt on top.