Novel & Cerita Severus Snape Robes

You almost bellows. "I'm not sure what you mean ba. I'm fine" I answer. "Look at me Draco" he says gesturing to himself. So, I do. I take in his dark hair that is always slick blacked. I see his robing which is colored brown today but is always rimmed in gold thread. I see is wooden geta that also have sparkles of gold in them. I look back to his face and see his dark eyebrows raised and his purses lips.

Yvayn bowed to the old wizard. “It is good to see you young man. Now give me a hug.” Yvayn stepped up and hugged him and kissed him on both of his hairy cheeks. He was wearing a long purple satin robe trimmed in a band of golden flowers backed in a layer of blue satin. He wore a skullcap of purple satin that was trimmed in a golden rope and divided into twelve pie-sliced shapes each divided by a thin gold band. He had on a matching purple tunic under his robe that was trimmed with golden flowers and a golden rope wrapped around his waist. On his legs he wore long black leather boots that were turned down at his knees with dark purple hose underneath.

But when Selene stared at him, he followed their teacher. "OHH MYYY..." The whisper of the girls created a bee's sound around the classroom as they saw the hidden treasure behind that black hoodie jacket. "Severus D'First. That's my name. Don't ask where I came from because I'm not interested in answering that." Severus spoke coldly and he looked at the students emotionless. The pupils of his eyes looked like a shiny raven's feather. His shaggy eyebrows and small red lips made him so handsome. His full face was blessed with attraction matched with some hair that blocked his face.

“I know, those eyes were undeniable proof. Merlin, after tomorrow the rest will be up to you.” Rainer awoke once more inside of the pink liquid chamber. His first sight being Merlin, who had his face pressed up against the chamber’s glass. He was dressed in pure white mage robes, with a hood over his head, he was just as tall as Rainer and was wearing a sword on his left waist. The red and gold scabbard caught Rainer’s eye, mainly the intricate wave-like design.

His words echoed in my head, senseless, poisonous, looping like a curse: He no longer wants the Alpha position… he no longer wants… Guards’ shouts broke around me. Strong hands lifted me as darkness swallowed my sight. “Lord Draven! Hold on!” But I was already falling, falling into a pit where hope did not exist. ★ ★ ★ The Sovereign’s POV The day had finally come. I dressed in my finest robes, silk as black as a raven’s wing, a silver clasp gleaming at my throat. Each fold smelled faintly of cedar smoke from my hearth, a scent of triumph.

I came hard with a scream of his name, back bowing as bliss crashed over me in waves. Snape stood and captured my lips in a searing kiss, letting me taste myself on his tongue. I moaned at the flavor of my own arousal mixed with his unique taste. "I'm not nearly done with you yet," he said silkily, giving my ass a hard smack. "Strip." I scrambled to obey, shucking off my robes and underclothes until I stood bare before him. Snape's heated gaze raked over every inch of my naked skin and I felt myself flush under his scrutiny.

Moonlight already bathing the stones in silver. We returned to the chambers to prepare. Servants had laid out ceremonial robes. Deep forest green for me. Midnight black trimmed with silver for Ronan. We dressed each other with careful hands. Fingers lingering on skin. The bond sang with every touch. Ronan tied the sash at my waist. His breath warm against my neck. "You look like mine. Finally." "I always was." I replied. Adjusting the clasp on his robe. "Even when we fought it."

With renewed determination, Ashier got up from his bed and prepare for the pack meeting, determined to figure out the identity of his mate and the reason for her danger. Ashier walked towards his wardrobe and opened the doors, revealing an array of fine clothing. He took out his royal robes. The robes were a deep shade of maroon, trimmed with gold embroidery that depicted the symbol of his pack. The robes were made of the finest silk, which felt soft and smooth against his skin. The robe was long and flowed elegantly as he walked. The robe was also embellished with intricate beading around the edges, giving it a regal appearance.

The robes are made of a soft, lightweight material that allows the skin to breathe and remain cool, even in warm temperatures. The physician's robe is slightly more elaborate, with intricate gold embroidery running along the hemline and sleeves. The embroidery depicts symbols of healing and protection, representing the physician's expertise and dedication to his craft. His robe is also adorned with a thick, gold belt that cinches at the waist, giving him a more formal and authoritative appearance.

Almera shrugged “That is not against the rules.” Mira nodded in understanding. Lord Soren walked with his entry with a smug smile. He too had chosen royal red velvet cloth. He had embroidered a beautiful peacock in the centre with feathers cascading throughout the robe. It was definitely a beautiful piece. “Tell me about your design.” “Beauty…. Beauty and beauty” Lord Soren laughed happily thinking his answer was witty. “Why did you choose this concept?” One of the judges who was irritated with his smug appearance asked in annoyance.