[You are most certainly a pervert, therefore reassurance would change nothing for you.]
"I really am."
The girl slowly got up, and patted her dress. The surrounding people seemed to not have noticed her, as no one stepped forward to help. She straightened any wrinkles and walked to her muffin. She squatted down and sighed dejectedly.
Author, sorry for not keeping up with this story. When I did...u stopped writing ???
Pushing her personal feeling regarding the Countess aside the djin crouches down beside Sifs lifeless body. Feeling disconnected from the concept of life Merry uses common spells to determine Sifs unnatural state. Seeing her normally strong lover and childhood friend on her back, not in the sexual way mind you, something inside of herself hurts.
Yet this city lacked that.
"The herbs you told me…"
Love,
"You mean that Tesla guy Waze was talking about?" Duke glanced at his teammates for reassurance.
"Ah. Right." Christian agreed sheepishly.
They might be terrifying in the sharp weapon era but now?
The story seems promising, but it needs a better proofreader.