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When I heard Anna’s story, I felt a bit relieved. The inside of my chest calmed. Soon enough, I began to feel drowsy, and yawned
After parting with Nigel, I went to Sieghard’s place with the map I received from Claude. “What kind of person is he, I wonder…?” …He
The Empty Knight’s Training Grounds: The Knights were hurriedly kicked out because the Protagonist was bringing a Dragon. Yay! A break? In no time at
Idle Talk: It Doesn’t Matter, So the Magician Observes Chief… It’s time to talk to him. Lurking in a pillar near the Knight’s training grounds,
“In other words, Lady Rururia, who made me an outcast, is now the owner of a Dragon.” I didn’t catch a single word you said,
He felt a chill. Lawrence Merton trembled and looked around—however, he wasn’t being watched by a suspicious figure. “Did you catch a cold or something?
Listening to Tistye’s weakening voice, Gaizel crossed his long legs and sighed. He inserted his fingers into his tight collar, and loosened it by pulling
Thank you for your concern. This was me, the fully recovered Rururia. After the incident of the abandonment of the Dadra, the two and one
While hurrying to the garden, to the back of my brother was me. Rururia. When you found out what happened to your weak little sister,
Hello, everyone! Please excuse me as I greet you from on top of my bed. This is Rururia speaking. After the fierce battle of the
On the sixth of the following month the king, in compliance with the promise he had made the cardinal to return to La Rochelle, left
“Welcome home, Your Highness Sevan. Congratulations on placing 2nd in the magic tournament.” After arriving at the royal castle, Sevan’s educator was who welcomed him.
It was near midnight; the moon, lessened by its decline, and reddened by the last traces of the storm, arose behind the little town of
It was a stormy and dark night; vast clouds covered the heavens, concealing the stars; the moon would not rise till midnight. Occasionally, by the
The despair of Athos had given place to a concentrated grief which only rendered more lucid the brilliant mental faculties of that extraordinary man. Possessed
Rochefort had scarcely departed when Mme. Bonacieux re-entered. She found Milady with a smiling countenance. “Well,” said the young woman, “what you dreaded has happened. This
“Ah,” cried Milady and Rochefort together, “it is you!” “Yes, it is I.” “And you come?” asked Milady. “From La Rochelle; and you?” “From England.”
Great criminals bear about them a kind of predestination which makes them surmount all obstacles, which makes them escape all dangers, up to the moment
The first fear of the King of England, Charles I, on learning of the death of the duke, was that such terrible news might discourage
Felton took leave of Milady as a brother about to go for a mere walk takes leave of his sister, kissing her hand. His whole
As Lord de Winter had thought, Milady’s wound was not dangerous. So soon as she was left alone with the woman whom the baron had
After a moment of silence employed by Milady in observing the young man who listened to her, Milady continued her recital. “It was nearly three