Novel & Cerita Violet Evergarden X Gilbert

Violet was lying there, her head nestled close to my chest, her body tucked against mine as if she were hiding from the world. I lightly pressed my nose to the top of her head, breathing in the sweet scent of lavender and vanilla that clung to her and made me smile for no apparent reason. I could feel traces of my own scent on her, an irreversible mark of the way she belonged to me, of how I had taken her the night before.

Gilbert began, straightening his posture proudly, "this is Lyriel, my girlfriend." Eleanor’s eyes widened in surprise. "Wow, really? She is very pretty." Turning to Lyriel, she smiled warmly. "What’s your name?" "Lyriel Whitmore," Lyriel replied politely with another smile. Eleanor nodded approvingly, while Gilbert looked satisfied as he sat back down, his hand resting lightly on Lyriel’s which she removed instantly. They had a deal of ‘no touching’ until he fully win her heart and he had agreed but she didn't understand why he was suddenly holding her.

However, Nathan eyes didn’t leave on Zitrey wounded hand. °°°°°°°°°°°°°° Gilbert was walking alone in the corridor up to the stair planning to go to the rooftop and have a fresh air. When suddenly he felt like he was being followed. This person intentionally wants to be noticed by him. When the door opened and entering the rooftop a gust of cold wind kissed his skin. Then, standing near at the edged whereas theirs a silver cyclone on it. A safety measures for those students who will go here. He watched the scenery in the distance, an enchanting garden with a wide greenly pond where the pretty lilies leaves are floating in the water and being lived by Koi fish. Then a beautiful group of bird

He no longer cared about the world, or gender, or anything at all anymore. As long as Gilbert was alive, it did not matter if they could not be together. It did not matter if Gilbert got married and had children someday. Adrian took a deep breath and ran towards Gilbert. They were ten meters apart. Gilbert continued to walk forward and Adrian chased after him. He took out the gift that Gilbert gave him. He stopped walking instantly when he opened it. He carefully took it out. It was a man’s ring from Pandora. He looked at Gilbert, whose back was facing him. That b*stard raised his hand and waved it. An identical ring was on his finger too.

Gil quipped and changed the cartoon into a movie. “Stop talking nonsense. Why are you being mischievous today?” Eva mumbled, rolling her eyes. “Because I cannot stop myself being mischievous in front of you, my lady,” Gil said, nuzzling her hair. “Gil, stop it,” Eva said giggling. “No, I won’t,” he moved to her neck. “We are going to watch a movie,” she tried to push him but he came closer and wrapped his hand around her waist and didn’t give a chance to move and pressed his lips against her lips.

Mika exclaimed, pointing at him. Darrion looked down towards his sleeves and pants. “Nothing’s wrong with me. Or what, do you see oil smear anywhere?” He looked at his thigh again, trying to find any smear. Gilbert left the receptionist to approach the blonde. The man closed the door before leaning closer to the young windlet. Then he plucked the twig out of his hair. “Oh, that.” Was Darrion’s response when he saw the twig in Gilbert’s hands. Then it was followed by “Thanks.”

Meanwhile, other battles were also taking place. Just like Julian, the other children were struggling, only one stood out from the others. "Hey, isn't that Four-Eyes, the annoying sidekick that is always hanging around that stupid prince?" inquired Mai, directing her eyes towards where she was pointing her finger. Maria's eyes widened once she noticed that the person was indeed Gilbert. "Yep, that's him," confirmed Maria, watching the boy perform some type of lightning spell that created a lightning blade from his hands, only to stab it into the beast he was fighting. Releasing a surge of electricity through its body, he fried it to a crisp.

There was something about them that caught my interest and as I looked closer, I realized what it was. They were paintings, each one a self-portrait. Some were more abstract than others, but it was clear they were all of the same person. It was Evelyn, only she appeared to be younger and without her scar, her eyes full of light and laughter— It was Violet. The paintings were of Violet. “Xavier, you’re back already?” Her head tipped to the side, a smile lifting her face, but it quickly began to falter. “Did time slip by me again? How long has it been? I can’t seem to remember.”

It was the woman standing beside him. Violet’s breath caught in her chest. Luna. Her sister. Luna’s arm was hooked around Christian’s as they walked in together. Both of them looked unkempt, and it didn’t take long for Violet to notice the marks on Luna’s neck- faint bruises that no scarf or collar could hide. Her gaze drifted to Christian’s collar, where similar marks darkened his skin. Her entire body went cold. “Christian?” Violet’s voice trembled, barely a whisper, but in the silence of the room, it sounded like a scream.

He laughs again. I find myself relaxing slightly. Maybe this is good. Maybe talking to someone who isn’t one of the three heirs currently destroying my sanity is exactly what I need. Caelan steps closer. Not enough to make me uncomfortable. Not yet. “You know, your eyes really are that color.” I blink. “What?” “Violet.” I shift awkwardly. “Last time I checked.” His gaze lingers. “They’re beautiful.” Heat touches my cheeks. “Thanks.” His eyes drop briefly toward my mouth.