Novel & Cerita Harry/daphne

Daphne let out a long sigh as she sank onto her bed. She adjusted herself into a comfortable position, making sure her pad stayed in place. Then she reached for her phone and opened X. The first post that appeared immediately made her sit upright. Post: [@alexander_harrington_updates: Alexander spotted by fans today.] Daphne swiped through the four photos uploaded in the post, showing Alexander’s car from different angles. Arthur’s car could be seen in some of them as well.

Prince Roderick inquired, his voice laced with curiosity. Daphne brushed a strand of her obsidian hair behind her ear, a delicate smile playing on her lush lips. "Actually, you have nothing to worry about. I came to check on your well-being, with your brother who is also now absent." she replied, her eyes, a deep shade of emerald, sparkling with genuine concern.

I shoot back a quick text confirming a meeting for the following day, then spend the rest of the evening catching up with Cynthia. “Enough about me. I want to hear all about your vacation,” I say. “Who was the guy you went with? Ralph?” “Raphael,” she says, a smile on her voice, and I know I’m in for a series of good stories. The next day, I walk into the meeting at the assigned time and find Hugo at our corner booth. Yet, as I approach, I realize he’s not alone. Daphne is sitting there with him. When she looks up at me, I see that one of her cheekbones is marred with an ugly purple bruise.

Daniel frowned when Rose visibly flinched in his arms at the deep voice behind them. Daniel smiled at Harry moving away from the girl. Harry wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her in his arms. Her back touched his front as he nodded at Daniel. "She's all yours." Saying it Daniel turned around and as soon as he did the smile wiped away from his lips. He clenched his jaw and walked towards the bar with a dark gaze. Harry leaned down to her ear and whispered. "Turn around." She obediently did and he wrapped one arm around her tiny waist and held her other hand in his large one before lightly dancing on the rhythm.

But one thing was clear, I had followed my heart. And I hope I don't regret it. “Care!” Xavier moved slowly toward me, but I raised a hand to stop him. “I can’t do this,” I whispered. “Not right now.” He froze in his steps, hurt flashing across his face, like he wanted to argue about something, but he didn’t get to… Because another figure appeared at the end of the hallway. Daphne. She was dressed in her usual morning jog gear, black leggings, a grey hoodie clinging to her frame from the light sheen of sweat. her steps halted the moment she spotted Xavier outside my door.

“Go on. I’ll handle the heavy stuff.” Daphne moved deeper into the hall, picking up her usual essentials. She grabbed a few loaves of bread, some crisp apples, and the leafy green vegetables Sadie insisted she eat for the babies. Everything felt remarkably normal, until it wasn't. She looked up at the exact wrong moment, her eyes landing on a woman stacking medicine packets behind a supply counter. A human, just like her. Dark wavy hair falling around her shoulders, revealing a face Daphne could never forget.

"Sorry for the delay. Your gifts arrived late, and I couldn't come empty-handed. The roads were closed due to the rain as well. I'll be more punctual next time." He took the seat beside Hermione, his eyes sweeping over everyone at the table with a faint smirk. "Oh, Mr. Huxley..." Daphne said frantically. "I didn't know." "Of course you didn't. Otherwise, you wouldn't have questioned my moral conduct." Rhys's gaze pinned her in place. "I'm not a cheater, Mrs..." He trailed off, waiting for her to introduce herself. Daphne's face reddened further. She shot Hermione a venomous glare for not introducing her beforehand. "Daphne Windsor. I'm Hermione's—"

"You can count on me. I’ll lead her right into the snare." After ending the call, Daphne watched me from across the room. She was certain of what she saw. In a studio with so few females, it wasn't hard to notice that my cycles had stopped. But she didn't need to rush the kill. She opened a secure messaging app and typed to a local rogue leader named Keegan: [Hey Keegan, didn't you say you wanted to 'meet' a talented new female? The girl who took first place in the International Hunt is in my office. I’ll send her your way soon.]

Harries was a no go area, I would only suffice to her if we were in code red. We turned and walked in the direction of my office. “Lei…. Miss Daphne, what can you find about her?” I inquired on our way to the office. “I did some research before her coming.” He handed me his tablet and I took a look at it. She has dirty brown hair, tied up into a ponytail as she rode a horse. She handled her reins well like Ike that had mastered it from childhood. I swiped and I saw another picture of her with her parents in Manchester.

ACCESS GRANTED. The heavy double doors hissed softly, unlocking and sliding open into the dark study. Daphne glided inside, closing the doors behind her. She walked straight around the massive mahogany desk, tapping the central glass terminal. The screen illuminated in the dark room, displaying the master database of Vance Enterprises. She pulled the black satellite phone from her robe pocket, plugging a thin, high-speed data transfer cable into the terminal's secondary port. Her fingers flew across the glass interface with scary, practiced precision—far from the helpless girl who claimed she couldn't operate a computer.