Novel & Cerita Severus Snape Robes

“Yes.” “You dismantled the Alpha Council.” “Yes.” “You fought a war against creatures from another realm.” He sighed. “Yes, Alara.” I gestured to the rows of neatly arranged clothing. “And yet this defeats you?” His glare held zero heat. “These are ceremonial robes.” “You own them.” “That doesn’t mean I understand them.” I walked toward him, brushing past racks of deep crimson coats and dark formal tunics. Xavier watched me with an expression somewhere between amusement and surrender. Finally, I pulled a fitted black coat from the rack.

I couldn't help but smile as I moved ahead in line. Soon, I collected my uniform. The uniform was neatly folded and tied with a dark velvet ribbon. As I untied it and lifted the fabric, I felt a mix of awe and curiosity. The outer robe was a deep, earthy brown—plain yet dignified—signifying that we were new initiates, still unranked in the academy's hierarchy. The material was thick but soft, perfect for the colder weather in the highlands.

Alexa replied with a smile and looked up to see Prince Jaqen coming from afar “Wow, the second Prince is coming” Alexa announced and they looked up to see the Prince coming in a long blue robe that was designed like a waist coat, the robe was tied both at the middle and held with a button around the breast area. The robe stopped at under the knee leaving room for the black trouser to show underneath, his black boots was shining under and his hat sat beautifully on his head. All the edges of the robe’s collar were laced with gemstones to make it shine brighter giving him the glow alongside the stunning visual

His skin was the colour of rich, dark chocolate, and his features were sharp and angular, giving him an almost predatory look. His hair was black as a raven’s wing, and it hung in loose waves around his chiselled jawline. But what really caught my attention were his eyes – they were a piercing shade of red, and they seemed to glow with an inner fire. It was as if he was looking straight into my soul, and I couldn’t help but feel a shiver run down my spine. He wore a long, flowing robe of dark red silk, with intricate black embroidery that depicted images of writhing serpents and demons. The robe was cinched at his waist with a thick black belt, adorned with a large, ornate buckle that was st

[Somehow your expression irritates me] He exhaled a short breath and scratch his head. I looked down. I forced my eyes to watch his red swirling robe, anywhere from his eyes. Pure bright red, like blood, with gold and silver cursive shapes and designs. Awestruckingly beautiful. It could be my mind playing tricks on me again but I could have sworn they move. [What? You want a robe like this too?] He asked with a tone I can’t begin to describe. Something in between of amuse and joking but his eyes weren’t wearing the slightest trace of humor. I’m confused. He’s somewhat shady, but not scary.

Gemma looked around discreetly trying to find where these eyes were but once again, she was unable to. “Oh and one last thing” Serena said with a quick click of her fingers “All professors will be in golden/amber and white coloured clothing, such as robes or training ware. All Guardians and Vo-Suie’s will be in black, all first year training students will be in grey, second year in red, third year in blue, fourth year in dark green and anyone student you see in yellow and white mixed are those that are training in specialist subject such as healers, seers, medicine, magik and so forth. Some of them will have an element they work solely with and so will have that colour somewhere on their clo

“I want to see more from you.” Merlin, who was sitting atop railings, was not wearing his usual purple-colored robe. Instead, he was wearing a simple white button-up shirt and pants paired with house slippers. He looked pretty decent for Cent who was used to him wearing his tattered robe as if it was already his second skin.

“I am just a village girl, I have no understanding of magic, why would you ask me?” He looked at me from the corner of his eye. “Was one answer the answer, or both?” he asked. “Both of us,” I decided. “Why would people seek entry to this place, if not for freedom or power?” He frowned but redirected his attention to the stair and our gradual climb. At the top, a robed figure waited us. The midnight blue fabric of the robes was embroidered around the sleeves, down the front closure, and around the hood that was pulled up casting the person’s face into such shadow I could only pick out a strong nose and stubble ringing a full lipped mouth. The robes reminded me of Rivyn’s cloak, except not so

It pained Ambrose more than he cared to admit. Ambrose stopped before Sephora's door and took a deep breath. He needed her to focus on something, something that would drive her. Something that would make her feel something other than hopelessness. He already knew that she hated him. Ambrose decided he'd start with that. He opened the door. [Sephora] Sephora tried not to groan, as her door breezed open, to reveal the Lord taking up the doorway. He was dressed in his usual attire, a grey suit and black tie, with black leather shoes and a white collared shirt.

He had a long narrow face with a round chin and was clean-shaven. He wore a black armored robe with gold and red trim. On both the front and back of the robe was a Phoenix sleeping in the midst of a storm made entirely of sapphires. The shoulders were studded gold, as were the armored plates that covered the sides, back, and chest of the robe. He also wore black armored gauntlets and boots. From the scent of him, he was from one of the Eterna Phoenix Tribe. And from his worried demeanor, Kronos guessed it had been a while since he had seen battle.