Leana retweeted
Hates dressing up. Decided to still go to #SongBanquet but is more engrossed in their field of flowers…
Stands off to the side at the #SongBanquet
Eyes scanning the room. Searching for one certain person. . .
“. . . Maybe my dad will be there.”
THE EMPRESS RETURNS: SONG INVITES FIORE TO THE EVENT OF THE YEAR
Twelve years missing. Twelve years presumed dead. And now, without warning, Empress Song is back.
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The pursuit had lasted longer than Leana had intended.
Not because Tristan was difficult to follow. Quite the opposite. More than once, she’d caught the subtle pauses in his stride, the brief glances over his shoulder that lingered just a heartbeat too long. Whether he had—
— walking the entire continent.”
The faintest hint of a smile crossed her face before disappearing just as quickly. Silence lingered between them, giving him every opportunity to acknowledge her presence before she spoke again.
“I figured it was about time I stopped following—
— you and actually introduced myself.”
Her head tilted ever so slightly.
“Leana.”
She offered nothing more. She simply watched him with quiet curiosity, waiting to see how the man she’d spent weeks tracking would respond.
[ @MageOfSteel ]
Exiting the guild hall for a late night stroll, Kusari would step through the terrain with her hands resting behind her head. The sounds of nature filled the air as she took the lonely walk, the light of the moon illuminating her path.
Then, she felt another presence nearby.—
— Slowing her pace, the woman would become extra cautious of her surroundings. The sound of a foot stepping on a leaf would elicit an offensive reaction from the other. Thrusting a chain forward to wrap around the torso of the suspect. Pulling him forward to reveal. . .