Novel & Cerita Sansa/margaery

Margerina grasped the scepter with both hands, and it immediately burst into a dazzling light, reflecting on the faces of everyone present. Sacred and noble, the dormant scepter erupted into a breathtaking radiance after sensing the pure royal bloodline in Margerina. Clang... Margerina exerted all her strength and pulled out the scepter. “Everyone, look closely.” Margerina sensed the rapid depletion of energy in her body and raised the King’s Scepter high, gesturing to everyone present, and loudly declared, “I am Margerina, the true queen of Flandom.”

the messenger said, introducing his purpose and identity. "Proceed." "To Lady Serina, I am dishearten to announce the fall of our trusted herald and our great and loyal knight, Sir Thomas Hansen during an unexpected encounter with a horde of varmints lead by a chimera on the Brassland Canyon. The rest of the details regarding this calamitous matter, I would like to personally discuss with you. For now, we have successfully made it to the Marfiande palace and already had a proper talk with his royal Highness.

And as Morrigan walks near Frey the air in the room suddenly turned cold. Morrigan stood in front of Frey at a safe distance, pulled the ribbon that is tying her hair, and let the braids unravel themselves, letting her hair fall like water finally able to come back the stream to live. Frey shivered as a cold breeze touches her skin as she take a better look at the young lady standing tall in front of her. Her back is straight, her elbows folded in perfection as she plays with the ring on her thumb as her hands rest in the middle of her torso. Morrigan gave her a soft smile. "You are right. I am from Hymir, and that I am from a powerful family. My family's name could be heard everywhere in ou

the third maid delivered before leaving at once. “Ahh! This bitch hit me really hard,” the maid said as the others dragged her outside. Ava helped Layla up immediately. “That mean girl looks familiar! I can’t remember…” Ava said as she reminisced about receiving a drink from her while she was half unconscious, though it was blurry. “She is Sansa. She’s been threatening me lately about Ser Jeremy, who I haven’t even been acquainted with,” Layla said. “All the way from the maids’ department to the Royal Infirmary? You have to report to your instructor that she’s stalking you!” Ava said, and Layla smiled gently.

I said “On our way sir” he replied **WAREHOUSE** “Jack, I paid you to capture all and not only two,” Angelina said “I thought you wanted Andrew and you have him, what again do you want?” I asked “I also wanted Veronica to watch while I kill the love of her life” she replied “What are we going to do with the girl?” I asked “That is your business Jack…. Where is that noise coming from, guys go and check that” She instructed “Ma, he tried to escape with his daughter but we were there on time,” one of the guys said

she sighs. "Emma is a good wife," I reply "Oh heavens!" she touches her hair, "That girl, you have to get rid of her, return her to whatever street you found her." She eyes me. "The deal, Mother, was, to get married, and the South Africa deal is mine, there were no specifications," I remind. She clenches her fist and releases it, "You are engaged to Serena Moretti, she is your intended!"

a woman’s voice called out to me. “Yes. Who are you?” I asked. “I am Levana, the divination witch to King Soren,” she answered me. I walked up to her to get a better look at her with everyone right beside me. The room was filled with a calmness that put me at ease in an unsettling way, since we were in the house of the enemy. As I stepped up to the table, I saw that she had white hair though she looked to be close to my age. Her eyes were completely white like her hair, but she was beautiful.

I shrug. “Okay, I like her.” she points to me and looks at Rhea. “I’m Veronica by the way. Veronica Ryan. Grade B.” “Grade?” I raise a brow, confused. “A Grade basically tells how dangerous a person is. And before you ask, the difference between A’s and B’s is that A’s have committed murder.” “But mine is asterisked?” “It’s never been given before but I’m guessing it means numerous counts of murder.” Yeah. That makes sense.

Rather, I dump my backpack upon the velvety purple armchair and quickly dive in. I'm having trouble even remembering what happened thirty-six hours ago. Crying, packing, and crying some more have all happened in a blur. My eyes are so red now that they resemble the insides of an oyster, and my temples are pounding. With the exception of Sarah, who had been by my side the entire time, not a single person came to say farewell. She had encouraged me, telling me that every maid's desire is to work at the Gahndor palace, and that it is an honor. How having a maid can occasionally be rewarding and isn't always a bad thing.

Chanda looked at her hand and up at Mariam’s face. Mariam laughed and withdrew her hands. “I’m sorry. You remind me of someone.” The light in her eyes went dim for a single second, but she blinked immediately. “Anyway, I was introducing myself so we could stop being strangers. My name is Mariam, maid to the Lycan’s Mother. Queen Leia.” She said with pride. That’s nice, Chanda thought. Mariam now worked under Leia. “And you are?” Mariam asked. “Uh? … sorry. My name is Serafina… I am a rogue.”