Novel & Cerita The Sword And The Dress

she said then hurried away. Adalia thought of just taking the scabbard off and leaving the sword in the powder room, but she couldn’t. She would much rather walk out without her dress than her sword. She fastened it as tight as she could, tighter than the corset that bound her body upright, and then walked out. Archer was still out there, he was leaning against the wall lost in thought. She stood there for a while, but he was too deep in his mind to notice that she was already out. So she waited.

" Lidas Holly looked at Caspian. At this time, because Caspian was wearing Thousand Cursed Mask, she did not know the real identity of Caspian. Her impression of Caspian was just the experience when he swallowed the Blood Crown Devils in the small courtyard. Thinking of that scene, she could not help but feel a chill down her spine and goosebumps all over her body. It seemed a little scary to take action with him. Therefore, it was better for both sides to retreat. The two siblings were whispering when the thick-browed young man pulled out his long sword. The moment the long sword was unsheathed, the crowd exclaimed. Even Lidas Holly stopped talking and looked at the long sword in surprise.

The dresses he was used to her wearing gave an idea of her figure, but the tailored shirt and pants let him see every curve of her body. He liked it, but he hated the thought of anyone else seeing her like this. Had Owen seen her like this? “Is this… what you’ve been wearing all this time?” She stopped mid-buckle and frowned at him, “What do you mean?” “Armor and… pants?” She smiled, “No. This is battle attire.” “Nicole seems to always be in pants.” She chuckled, “Nicole is always ready for battle.” She sighed as she undid the sword belt and let down her hair. After unlacing her boots and stepping out of them with an incredible amount of grace, she offered him her hand.

Rory calls out to Oscar. "Bye boss," Kenedi repeats after her uncle copies any of us and pretends to be an older baby than she is. We started by trying some of the dresses already available in the shop, so I could take an idea of what I wanted and needed, my dress would be costume made, but first I had to pick a style. The first dress was a skin-tight dress, a thing that wasn't to my taste, a lace dress, it showed everything, my body was a well-toned body, I worked very hard for my body, I workout all the time, I'm a trainer warrior, playing Volly is most of my workout, along with the weight lifting I and Oscar do when the princess sleeps.

I stood looking at myself in the full length mirror with my two Chocolate brown orbs, not really recognising the woman before me. The outfit clung to my curvy body. The bodice pushing up my cleavage in a seductive way. I pulled my hair back into a high ponytail tail, that fell down my back like a dark waterfall. The black leather trousers sat low on my hips, a small band around my tummy visible. There were thigh high leather boots, and a belt to hold my sword which finished the assemble. I couldn’t help but smirk the in the mirror. I may be heading for the pits of hell, but damn did they know how to dress.

The kind of dress that belonged in romantic comedies right before the awkward girl walked down a staircase and every guy forgot how to breathe. My stomach dropped. “Oh no.” “Oh yes.” “Bree.” “Maya.” I pointed accusingly at the dress. “That is not clothing.” “It absolutely is.” “It’s a suggestion of clothing.” “It’s a masterpiece.” “It’s a cry for help.” Bree pressed the dress against my chest. “It’s revenge.” I looked down at it. Then back at her. Then back at the dress. “No.” “Yes.” “I can’t walk into a football party wearing that.” “Why not?”

They all had their hair tied into a ponytail, and they were wearing expensive-looking outfits that I had never seen before. Although the outfits looked like training uniforms, they also looked like an outfit you would wear to go to the capital for a date or visit. The swords they had tucked around their waist were huge, mostly the ones Ducan had. Its cover was pure golden with three red diamond stones attached to it in a straight line. "They look so good." The lady next to me whispered. "I know," I answered in a low tone. When they reached closer to where I was standing, Ose and Oni stopped moving and bowed while the lady quickly moved aside.

For that, she has prepared a bunch of criminal verdicts for the Longhodge family if they lose, and if they won, she already prepared to rake all the merits for the royal family itself. Duke Kanderson who just left the Royal tent in scorn returned to his tent, Surrounded by his family members, he prepared for his bout. His knights and the close aide were there busily themselves to adorned him with his battle armor. As everyone was busy, 3 old men wearing an extravagant noble dress entered the tent and present a long wooden box to the Duke, as they opened the wooden box a long sword present itself lying neatly in the box. It was a beautiful bastard sword, the shine and gleam of the swords clea

His outfit also consisted of black leather pants and black combat boots, with a strap moving across his back, where a sword is meant to be placed. Curious about what my wedding gift armor looked like, I clicked on the icon and was surprised by the style. It was much more complicated than Luka’s, but I loved it, although I wished it weren’t white. It was slightly like Luka’s style, yet different altogether. It was a two-piece dress. The top of the dress was a corset, which revealed a few inches of my stomach, just above the belly button and down to my hips. It was made of the same soft leather as Luka’s coat. The corset didn’t just cover my upper torso.

I wasn't interested in hurting anyone, except maybe for Sarah if she didn't do what I said. "And as for Sarah," I said, my eyes fixed on her, "here, wear this beautiful dress and jewelry to go with us." I threw the gown at her, watching as it landed gracefully on her lap. The dress was a masterpiece, a work of art. It was made of silk and lace, with intricate embroidery on the bodice and a flowing skirt that would make any woman look like a princess. The jewelry was just as beautiful, with diamonds and emeralds sparkling in the light.