Poison Ivy Arkham Knight Costume Novels & Stories

I chuckled dryly. “Your highness, I am sure our pack will warmly welcome you. If her highness the luna permits, can this knight present you with a lucky charm?” Arki asked. “A lucky charm?” Arki had my full attention. Anything that could help me relax at that moment. “Yes, your highness. In the darkest times in my life, this helped me stay strong and always look forward to life,” Arki fetched out a golden knight’s badge. It had the design of a rose pierced by two swords in a cross. He held the tip of a sword and presented it to me.

I sighed and got out of the bed. "Here some extra clothes for you" Ivy threw a bunch of clothes at me . A black top along with a black shirt and pants and black thigh high boots . "Trust me about the boots" She told me after looking at the expression on my face. I left for the restrooms in the corner of the hall to shower and change. "Much better" Dom and Ivy approved my dressing and smiled. I simply shrugged my shoulders and walked towards them. "Here , put this on" Dom gave me two knives and something that looked like a gear. Ivy took it from me and adjusted the gear on me and the knives in the right place.

It was a two-handed weapon that looked difficult to wield, but Avril assured me she was proficient at it. Prince Thorn and his mate, Princess Ariana, were with us. Thorn's armour was also made from Phaikón Árgyron. Instead of being mail, it was an intricately designed chest plate. Moonstone accents adorned his gauntlets, greaves, and chest plate, pulsating with magical energy that resonated.

So when Zyaire listened and spoke back his own stories, I loved that feeling-the feeling that someone cared for me on a fundamental level, not just because I’m their daughter, sister, or Queen, and also felt comfortable enough to confide in me as a simple friend. Having made up my mind, I strip and go to my closet, pulling out my rebel attire and box of accessories. I dress in a long-sleeved black silk crop top, pull on fishnet stockings and a pair of shorts so indecent they leave nothing to the imagination, and finish the outfit with combat boots and a black pair of fingerless gloves that indicate I’m only there to watch, not to participate. Then I reach into my box and pull out my bright b