Sofia The First Cedric's Apprentice Mga Nobela at Kwento

Sofia Russo dashed into the elevator, running late for work, she also needed to give a reasonable explanation why she didn’t show up for work yesterday, but the guards were aware. But as soon as the doors closed, she found herself face-to-face with the notorious mafia don, Luca Greco. Her heart raced as he pulled her closer, his smoldering gaze sending shivers down her spine. Suddenly, he whispered in her ear, "Two minutes before the elevator stops. Enough time for a quickie." Sofia was taken aback, disgusted by his brazen proposition. She tried to push him away, but he was too powerful.

--- Sofia comes home for winter break. She's different — taller, more confident, speaking in full sentences about psychology and the brain and the nature of trauma. She talks to Celeste for hours, the two of them curled on the couch, the fire crackling. "She's becoming herself," I say. "She's becoming separate." "That's the same thing." --- Sofia asks about the Oracle remnants. Not the technical details — she doesn't care about those. She wants to know why Celeste didn't go after them herself.

The morning sun poured through the tall windows of the estate kitchen. Celeste stood at the counter pouring coffee while Sofia grabbed a piece of toast. At thirteen now, Sofia moved with the easy confidence of a girl who knew she was loved. She had her mother’s sharp eyes and a mix of her fathers’ determination. “Mom, I finished the outline for my project,” Sofia said, sliding onto a stool. “It’s about how families like ours can still be stable. I used real examples but changed the names.”

“So, O mighty ghost hunter of the Clarke family, teach me—how do you catch a ghost?” Sophia took off her bracelet and solemnly placed it on Candice’s wrist. “You’re my first official disciple now. Call me Master.” Candice: “……” Having a chaotic, badass, unhinged best friend— was a full-time experience. She ignored Sophia and went to unpack. Threw all her clothes in the washing machine, showered, and finally collapsed into her soft, sweet-smelling bed. She lay on her stomach, eyes closed. Sophia was scrolling on her phone beside her.

There was no mistake, the girl in front of her was Lucia Magnolia, the cleaning girl from Fregrant Potions who she had warned not to flirt with Kent. Sofia looked around, some of whom were looking at Sofia with displeased eyes, especially since Sofia kicked the leg of the girl in front of her on purpose. "Excuse me, Miss, I think I know you," Sofia said softly while tapping Lucia on the shoulder. Lucia's shoulders shook slightly in shock, the girl chose not to look back while correcting the location of her mask. "I'm sorry, miss, you seem to have the wrong person. I don't know you." Lucia replied to Sofia's disappointment, as the girl seemed deliberately reluctant to look back at her.

Cedric texted Elizabeth, "I heard that Lucas is back. Is it true? I won't give up. He didn't die, yet he didn't come back to look for you. This should be a red flag. Also, you should deduct his marks for his appearance." Cedric also asked, "I recently hired a new chef who is good at making sugar buns. Would you like to come to my house and have a try?" Sigrid felt Cedric had a strong desire to win this. He knew that Elizabeth preferred a guy with a good-looking appearance. He also knew that he couldn't compare with Lucas in terms of appearance. Hence, he came up with an excuse to ask Elizabeth to deduct Lucas' appearance marks, and even lured her with food.

Not while I breathed. As the echoes of Elder Caelus's declaration filled the Den, far away, Sofia sat in the couch, unaware that her very existence was being debated by powers older than she could imagine—and that two elders had already plotted her end, not knowing Theo had overheard every word.

Chapter 2 Victor In exactly an hour, the captain was on the field talking to some of the men who had gathered around to see the sparring match when a young man wearing studded leather armor walked up, saluted him, and said, "Victor Sill Young reporting as ordered, Sir." The other soldiers walked off the field instantly assuming that Victor was the apprentice the captain had taken and whispering to each other that this young boy must have exceptional skill for the captain to take him after ten years of not taking an apprentice at all.

Meeting Sofia meant taking another step forward in their relationship, embracing the complexities and responsibilities that came with blending their lives together. A few days later, Alessia stood outside Gabriel's house, her heart pounding with anticipation. She took a deep breath, reminding herself to be open and genuine as she stepped inside. Sofia, a lively and curious seven-year-old, greeted Alessia with a wide smile. "You must be Daddy's friend! He talks about you all the time. I'm Sofia." Alessia crouched down to meet Sofia's level, returning the smile. "It's so nice to finally meet you, Sofia. Your daddy has told me so much about you. I'm Alessia."

As she is a dragon I can’t mind link her. Breanna and Bridget help me to my room. I lie down on the bed and think back to her advice. Don’t push until she says so being the most important. That’s not helpful now. The door bursts open, Carmen enters with a young girl in her wake. “This is my apprentice Sophia. Let's see where we stand.” I immediately relax in her presance. Pails of water, countless towels and sheets are brought in. Carmen starts busying herself, talking with Sophia about everything that is happening and how things should go. Meanwhile Breanna and Bridget distract me.