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Bryant was on a roof, people of Bolingtone were pleasuring the night despite the fact that snow was enough to chill and break their bones if they were unsheltered.
The wind nailed his cloak, his hood concealed his face, a cart that had hung lanterns crossed the dark lane down there, the cast of light was a silhouette, a huge figure, sat on one knee at the edge of a roof. He was chasing the prince and his lady. Recalling what the Queen asked him, ' protect them at any cause because I can't subsidize my daughter more than this. You can't imagine what I've done for her. It came to an end.'
Bryant couldn't tell her about Ryan James, he didn't want to interfere with this issue and put Wilmore in danger. His hands were already miry, amply.
A cocked line tugged to his lips, "Lady Luna, you better watch your acts because my eyes are following you in every shadow."
He feared that girl, down there. She might be useful but on the other hand, she could be dangerous too, he was tearing him nice and it sounded suspicious.
In the street, the cheering people were bringing excitement, children were pushing the elders, running around and playing, their mothers fastened them among fur coats, hats, and gloves, that much that they looked like little naughty puppies that were hopping up and down on the fluffy snow.
Natasha stood beside a bakery as the scent was melting her, her eyes straying on those sparkling confectionery cupcakes.
"Hey, why did you stop?"
Nagged Nemo!
"Shut up, go after them!"
She pointed out to Wilmore and Luna.
"Let me buy us some. Be my guess." Eliot pointed out the cupcakes.
Natasha raised her finger, shaking her head, she refused.
"You should save your income and send them to Phola, I'm going to buy some. Wilmore doesn't like sweets, so Luna can have more on his behalf."
Eliot nodded, and she went inside. He stood there and scanned the place, his eyes drifted on Bryant who was on the roof. If it wasn't for faerie potion to hide what he was, surely this guy would have found out soon that he was a vampire.
He rubbed his eyes off, pretending that he was looking at the moon as soon as that fearsome ghost grasped his eyes on himself. Meanwhile, he smelled Huxley and princess Aya's odor that was perfumed under his nose. Damn! Huxley was putting her life in danger. He should have told Wilmore about his feelings, didn't he? They never conceal things from each other. He surveyed around to see where exactly they were, the jewelry.
"Hey, what caught you?"
Natasha was out, a package held carefully in her chest.
"Your brother is messing around!"
Natasha raised an eyebrow, did not get him!
Eliot clasped her hand and led her out of the crowd that was firming for sweets.
"We should go after Wilmore, he..."
The rest of the statement strangled in her mouth, her mouth dropped. Hux was out with the princess of Parsa. Did he lose his mind? He was scampering around with a mistress entrant. That freak itched for jail!
She handed the package to Eliot and like a ball of fire that steam was clouding out of her head, she flooded for him.
Among the crowd, a strong hand pulled her away before devastating the world for her twin.
"Leave them alone!"
"Wilmore!" Her eyes rolled on Luna, she didn't discover them coming, "Luna?"
"What? Are we monsters?"
"You are but she isn't!"
"Fine!" He released her arm as Eliot flashed beside them, his eyes averted on Nemo who wasn't sure what he just noticed was true.
"Keep this in your guts or I might feed my tummy with your blood."
Questioned Natasha who couldn't help her guts from twisting.
"I will talk to my mother. The princess likes him and they are both in marriage age."
"That's a perfect idea, indeed."
Luna blurted, Aya fell for Huxley since they met.
Wilmore squeezed her hand and just peered into her eyes. His heart was throbbing madly, flaming, unyielding. What was she doing to him? He didn't want to leave her side and the thrash of heat that she was nourishing him with.
"Let's go to the lakeside! Hey, Nemo! Go bring your brother and the lady to us!"
The prince ordered.
Nemo cussed under his breath and went to them.
Luna stared at Wilmore passionately and smiled, her head averted to people who were passing by them, many of them were young couples and it was a great mercy that they could do the same.
"Why are you smiling?"
Wilmore looked at her.
Before she could answer that a ball of fur hit Wilmore right in the middle.
"Damn!"
The boy trembled, he had a wooden stick in his hand and hit the prince a bit hard, he blushed. Wilmore closed his eyes swallowing his pain. He then shot an aggressive glare to the boy down there.
Luna clasped his arm as she was afraid he might hurt the boy.
"You little woolly thing!"
"Let him go, it was just an incident!"
"Sorry, sir! I'm running away from bullies!" The boy was terrified.
Wilmore jolted when he sensed Luna's terror. He gazed at her sharply, "what is this look, Luna!"
He waved a hand for the boy and dismissed him.
Luna just glanced at him startled, why did he change his complexion rapidly while he was nice a while ago. She didn't want to see him like this.
"N...nothing! I thought you are going to punish him."
Wilmore sighed, rolled his eyes away.
"Don't worry!"
He frowned, his hand fastened over her waist. She was uncomfortable but she would not want to ignore him.
"Hey, I bought you, sweets!" Natasha chimed in, pouting at the prince added, "he doesn't like these but Luna, you can have your share."
"I will have!" Wilmore passed her a stern meaningful face.
"Really, yes? Fine, Have it, and don't inject bitterness to this night."
She snapped.
Luna picked a cupcake and before that argument could turn to a quarrel, she stretched her hand out for Wilmore's mouth.
"He is not doing that, here, have a bit! If Elizabeth was here before we could have them, nothing would be left there."
Wilmore turned his eyes on her, her face was attractive, she quickly shoved the fear down and was serving him a warm expression.. He didn't want to let that moment submerge into an end.
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