Livia Cardew の小説・ストーリー

In a couple of moments, the doors opened, and the necromancer was allowed in. “Earl, what a surprise!” Livia Rendan’s soft voice called. The woman was dressed, with her hair arranged and her face made up. Well, too bright for so early in the morning. Reive didn’t like anything he saw. The future queen was sitting half-turned to the desk where her book was lying. From a distance, Reive saw the Ashgenrian characters carved in gold. She was studying necromancy. In former times, Reive might even have felt a flicker of respect for her. He’d always valued tenacity and a thirst for knowledge. Because he himself had been like that. Probably he and Livia could even have found a common language...

She turned to Aurelia, "you mentioned we." "Oh," Aurelia smiled, "that's Flora's twin sister, Livia. Livia, come on out." Flora must be the dead girl, Aurora thought. Timid Livia creeped out of the kitchen, her face an epitome of fear. Aurora smiled at the pretty auburn-haired young girl. "How old are you?" She asked kindly. "Fifteen," Livia croaked out. "Great," Aurora beamed and said to Aurelia, "ma Aurelia, you won't mind prince Justus taking Livia's hand in marriage, would you?"

She took a deep breath, attempting to calm her nerves. There are others who, like Livia, eagerly await Mr. Welthe’s revelation. All eyes and ears are focused on him, especially Letty, who is on the verge of standing up and introducing herself. Livia experienced the sensation of minutes stretching out into excruciatingly long hours. She was uncertain when Mr. Welthe’s mouth would open once more. However, when it finally did, a sense of awe washed over the entire crowd. “Ladies and gentlemen, I am pleased to introduce my beloved daughter, Livia Lumiere Carlos, who has now become Livia Lumiere Welthe.”

Livia remained silent, her sharp gaze fixed on Aldrake. "You've changed, Livia. I've noticed that since you returned from the party, you've become bolder and more willing to talk back to me. You've become more confident, which you couldn't do before because you were so focused on your love for me. And now, you're keeping your mouth shut?" Aldrake said with a smile, which made Livia take a step forward to attack him. However, she was quickly restrained by two warriors who pinned her to the ground with a thug. If no warrior was holding her back, she wouldn't hesitate to attack. She would fight until she was breathless. But she was certain that she wouldn't regret getting hurt or even dying, be

Lyra shyly said and Catherine felt the pounding of her heart. “You deserve the role because you are an amazing dancer so no need to thank me.” Catherine replied and from the mirror she saw Lyra going to feed her again. Catherine honestly thought that Lyra doesn’t really have to feed her and that she could just ask Lyra to drive but she caught a glimpse that Lyra was enjoying feeding her so Catherine just let her be.

"What if this is the last time I ever see him alive?" The burden was crushing me. I couldn't eat properly. Couldn't sleep. Couldn't even breathe without feeling guilty. If I stayed silent... Oliver could die. If I spoke... Cole had promised to kill my baby. Tears burned behind my eyes. I blinked them away before anyone noticed. "Lilith?" A gentle voice pulled me back from my trance. I looked up upon hearing the voice. It was one of the younger kitchen staff. Her name was Mira. She had only joined the palace a few months ago, but she was always kind to everyone, although she barely speaks.

However, safety was always a luxury for people like them. Even in this moment, Livia was covering for all of them with her Phantom Eyes—a skill native to the elven race—that allows her to observe everything within a 20 feet distance from her. But the man simply scoffed. “Who do you think you’re asking, Captain?” “An idiot,” Livia butt in. “Hey!” Arden tossed him a small pouch. “Hair?” he asked, looking inside. “Take a closer look.” Hanes pulled out a pinch of the strands, studying them closely in the pale lighting.

Mary Redferne As I engaged in conversation with Joseph's mother, Mrs. Lachlan, I couldn't help but feel a sense of warmth and connection. Her easygoing demeanor and genuine interest in our conversation made me feel instantly at ease. Meanwhile, I noticed Joseph observing us from the corner of the room, his curiosity evident in his expression. "It's been wonderful getting to know you, Mrs. Lachlan," I said, unable to contain my smile. "I feel like we've become fast friends already!"

“Liar obviously wanted to be a ranked she-wolf no matter the cost. And her attempt to get her way aligned with her crazy witch great-grandma’s desires.” “Very true. What I don’t understand is how Livia is part of this. She’s from Nebrodi. Right, Zoe? And isn’t unrelated to Primo’s family or the witch.” Lorna frowned. “Yes, Livia is from Nebrodi. Her brother is our Delta. And while her Delta’s mate is a witch, she is not related to Ersilia and hates her as much as Luna Katrina, the coven’s crone, does.” I nodded.