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Aura smirked, and jumped on. The rest followed suit. The dragon got up, and flew to the capital of the Blanke Kingdom.
I roamed my eyes and saw a freshly bloomed flower. I smiled at its color. Blue. I remember the rose that Prince had given me. They had the same color.
"Uhm. I guess?" I was unsure. Then I realized something.
"This is your Caramel Macchiato, hot, with a double dosage of sugar." says Steve as he smiled at her. He was already standing as he waits for her at the entrance of the coffee shop. He really looks so young and his skin look so soft. With his looks, no wonder that most of the girls in his class are running after him. She is not one of those who would ran fter him though because she can always talk to Steve whenever she wants. He kissed her cheeks.
I hope those people get crushed for trying to cause trouble in Shirou's back yard. I really cannot stand tragedies so if you are planning to kill one of his girls or make Saber into an enemy please give a heads up. I love the story but I would not be able to continue reading if that happened. Thanks for the chapter.
"She's not an it and her name is Phyris," she retorted to her brother
Regarding the Chosen One members, there were two.
Late that night, the bed had a cold, unsettling feeling to it: like there was ice next to me. The cold reminds me of Caroline, and I shiver. The memory of her is still fresh, still stinging from the pain. Thinking of her was the same as having a wide gash and pouring alcohol on it. I still could feel her presence in the room, like she was still there. Her voice sounded like fading bells in my head, and it felt like she was whispering in my ears softly. I cling onto my ears, squeezing my eyes shut.
[Light Heal {D}: heals 10% of maximum hp per cast]
I was really startled and froze for a few seconds then said, "Same here."
'Seems Ryu woke as well.' Ulf turned to watch Ryu nurse a hurt nose. He hadn't hit the mirror with his forehead as beautifully as Yukio. He had been painted just as beautifully though.