Disclaimers first: I do not own the Zero no Tsukaima franchise.
Also:
-"BLAH." = conversation
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This is the second time that I've written a fanfic about something. After a year of hiatus and RL stuff, I've decided to try my hand in writing and stuff. I really don't have that much to say but I hope that you'll enjoy this.
My blood runs cold as I stay here in this grassy plain filled with marble grave markers. Every second that I spend here is like an unbearable torture to me as I remember that day. A war… no, a nightmare; where men and women of different races from all corners of the universe united to fight 'them'. This is one of the fields where we fought 'them' with all that we have to the bitter end. Tragedies happened on this graveyard, tragedies that could have been avoided had they kept their hands away from us. This field reeks of death and blood even after the nightmare ended ten years ago, a nightmare that still haunts those who participated at the great bloodletting.
Friends, families, acquaintances, lovers, young, old, none are discriminated by the nightmare that happened here. Many died here in many ways possible. Life meant nothing as death loomed. I've hated every passing minute that I continued fighting here ten years ago. I've feared every seconds that were about to come as I spent my time fighting and surviving ten years ago. Emotions were raw and bare as the fighting and killing continued.
"Feena… I'm sorry that this happened…" I've laid a white rose on top of a small, marble gravestone with a plaque of 'Elfeniam Darvalus Crestwell – Sister, friend, warrior, lover.' next to an another white flower that was freshly lain as well, "You didn't deserve this terrible fate, Feena… Getting buried down there is not your fate. You never deserved to die in a battlefield at all." I deserved that death, not you.
Tears rolled down from my eyes for the first time. Strange, my tears ran out after seeing her dead and dying on my arms, saying my name and a wish for a life in the peaceful countryside of Zadokitzhe along with me. I never thought that I'll regain my ability to cry once more after ten years. Heh, time must have healed me after all those years of self-loathing.
I planted a staff with a curled head on top of her grave. This is my last gift to her before I leave my post as the grave keeper of this massive grave. Rest peacefully and well, Feena. I leave you now to the care of the nature and time. May the great forces watch over you as you sleep, Feena. A mission of great importance now awaits me.
Until we meet again, Lady of the Wind.
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In a desert, a being that is heavily cloaked and wears a strange mask walks as the sandstorm continues. The long blue feathered ornament on top of his head goes against the winds as it continues to walk, resisting the forces of nature. A small shield that has the top part covered with a small part of his muffler and has an emblem of an eagle carrying a saber and a book is gathering some sand and damaging its paint. His shoulder guards that are covered with cloth are taking damage as well as the storm continues. He trudges the sandy plain, carrying with him a number of different headed staves and staffs behind his back. It walks against the storm, carefully picking his steps to prevent tripping.
"Hmmm... Something is not right..." it said as the storm slows down.
"... Hear..." a voice of a girl said in the middle of nowhere, "Lou..." its dismembered tone added as the storm slows down.
"This does not bode well..." the cloaked being, now lightly coated with sand, took out a staff with a large, black orb as its head and a short sword made of white metal, "Show yourself. Do not hide in the dimensional gates. I know you are-."
Without warning, a black portal of a size of a door opened under his feet. The being couldn't react as he fell down into the darkness. With nothing to hold on to prevent his descent to the darkness, all that he can do is flail his arms while holding his staff and sword.
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I can do this! I will do this! I will summon a familiar of my own!,are the thoughts of a pink haired little girl in a black cloak as she chants next to a balding man in a dark blue cloak. They are surrounded by a number of others who wears the same cloak as hers, Please don't fail! Please don't fail!
As she continues to chant, a small light appears in front of her. The spectators nearby are shocked and begins to murmur words of the chanter actually managing to cast a successful spell. The pinkette ignored the comments of the others and continues to pour in more words while the light grows bigger and bigger. Her eyes are filled with determination; she filled her thoughts of successfully summoning a familiar and not failing this very spell.
As the light grows as large as the balding man and takes shape, sand and wind swept through the light. Most of the spectators shielded their eyes to prevent sand from entering their eyes. They begin to think of what would happen if the girl fails and instead summoned a sand storm. The girl closes her eyes and continues her chant.
This must be my familiar's power! The power of earth! I must finish this spell to prove that I'm not Louise the Zero! I will finish my summoning and show them that I am not a Zero!
Soon, the sand storm intensifies as her chant comes to the near end. The balding man's body begins to sway but he refuses to budge away to see through the ceremony. Same goes to the pink haired girl who is determined to prove herself to her peers. The light begins to take shape of a humanoid. The man who is overseeing the ceremony saw a strange shape of an arm with a sword and a staff on its hand. He prepares for the worst if the summoned being is dangerous. When the girl's chant ends, the sand storm begins to quell down, to the spectator's relief. When they begin to uncover their face to see what the girl has done, their jaws dropped as they saw a heavily cloaked and masked being carrying many staves of different heads at his back and hand along with a strange sword made of white metal.
The being became aware that it isn't in the darkness anymore. It knows that he is not in the desert and in his world anymore. He looked around and saw many caped and uniformed beings mumbling on what he is. Many of them seem to make speculations of him being some commoner in a costume who was paid by a girl named 'Louise' to be summoned. While others hushed them since they think that he is nobility and an extremely capable mage. He looked at the spectators with a critical eye, analyzing the crowd that surrounds him. The spectators, on the other hand, are too scared and rigid to even make a sound as the glare of the being beneath his mask intimidated them.
"W… what the…" a girl's voice said in a language that he seems to have no understanding for the time being, "Who… who…" it stutters out of fear.
"Hrmmm?" it grunted as he looked at her with the same critical eye, causing others to be filled with fear.
"I'm… I'm… I am Louise Francoise le Blanc de la Valliere!" she said as she took out her courage.
"I am Sagasso Trentwood, Louise Francoise le Blanc de la Valliere." it said in the same language as her, hoping that it is speaking it properly and hopefully, without accent, "May I know where and why am I here?" it added as he sheaths his sword underneath its cloak and put his black orb staff behind him.
"You are summoned here to become my familiar, Sagasso Trentwood." the pink haired girl answered straightly, "You are in Tristain's Academy of Magic." she added as she took out her wand, "May you please take off your mask and headgear so that we could complete the ritual?" she asked, hoping that the being will not be angered by her order.
"You are asking me to take off my mask?" it said in a dark voice as he surrounds himself with an ominous aura.
"Louise! Get away from him, right now!" a red headed tanned girl whose body is rather sexy and exposed shouted at the pinkette.
"I will not von Zerbst!" Louise turned to her and shouted back before averting her gaze back to him, "And yes, I am asking you to take of your mask." she added, determined to see through the end of her ceremony.
"You have the guts to ask me to remove my mask and turban, little girl." it said as he took out both of his black gloved hands from underneath its cloak.
The spectators are afraid of what might come next after what she just said. They are thinking about what might happen to her once the being get its evil hands on her. Others are afraid of what might be under the mask if it was taken off and imagined of a creature with a terrible face that can destroy the mind of others. Louise, on the other hand, did not show any fear and continued her eye contact with the masked being named Sagasso. Her only chance to prove her worth is right in front of her and she will not show any fear to her summoned familiar.
"Professor Colbert!" the red headed girl called for the balding man near the two, "Please do something before Louise gets hurt!" she said with a genuine concern in her voice.
"Stay out of this." Sagasso said to him in a darker and more ominous voice as he brings his hands to his turban and mask, "Louise Francoise le Blanc de la Valliere…" it said as he removes the two things that obstruct the view of its facial appearance.
Everyone was quite surprised to see a beautiful face of long haired blond man underneath its mask and turban. He dropped his two headgears on the ground and looked at the courageous pinkette with his steel blue eyes. He serenely smiled at her and kneeled down to her size and said…
"I am impressed that you dare to ask me to take off my mask, Louise Francoise le Blanc de la Valliere. No one has ever asked me to show my face without showing any sign of fear ever since the day I wore it. Even the elementals fear what is underneath my mask." he said in a boastful tone, causing her to blush a bit while making others gawk at him and his strange display of introduction, "You, on the other hand, did not show any form of cowardice and ordered me to take it off. For your show of bravery, you managed to take hold of my interest. And for doing so, I shall be your familiar and serve you… for now that is." he added and said the last part with emphasis.
"My name is Louise Françoise le Blanc de la Vallière. Bless this humble being and make him my familiar." she tapped her wand on his forehead and kneeled down to kiss him, surprising the young man at the same time.
After that, Sagasso's face seems to have contorted a bit after feeling pain shooting right up on his left hand. He resisted the pain and waited for it to subside before standing up and see what happened to his left hand by taking off his black glove. What he saw are runes of which he did not understand. The balding man stepped forward to see what is on his arm and taking note of it. After that, he then congratulates Louise on her success of having the scary being as a familiar.
"I must say that I nearly cancelled the familiar ceremony after feeling that dangerous aura that he emitted." the man said to Louise, "I hope you get along with your new familiar, Louise." he added before turning his eyes to Sagasso, who is now putting pack his mask and turban before turning his eyes to everyone, "Class dismissed."
When classes are dismissed, everyone flew away from the sandy court, leaving the cloaked being and the pinkette behind. Louise looked at the being that she just summoned and asked…
"Are you a noble by any chance?" she said as she watched him fit his mask turban, "If you are, I am so sorry for making you go through this process… I never thought that-…"
"I am not a nobleman, Louise Francoise le Blanc de la Valliere." Sagasso said in a quiet tone, "I am more of a travelling detective. Though I will not bore you of my story of life." he added as he took out a short stick made of oak.
He raised the stick and opened a small hole on the ground, causing all of the sand in the court to be sucked into it. Louise was shocked to see the court, all clean and free of sand in a matter of seconds. Sagasso took his stick back into his cloak and hid it there.
"You used magic! Surely you are of nobility, Sagasso Trentwood!" she said with a troubled look on her face, "What have I done? Enslaving a nobleman and turning him into a familiar…" she added with anguish as her legs gave in to the fact that she made a nobleman a familiar.
"I am not going to just stand here and listen to you making a great deal out of turning me into your familiar, Miss Louise." Sagasso said as he looked at his environment, "The person who is brave enough to stand up to me must not be weak kneed on the fact that she subdued powerful magister like myself. Now stand up and show me the same bravery and courage that you have shown to me a while ago." he added with authority that surprised Louise.
"… You're right, familiar…" she said as she picked herself up and steeled herself, "I am your master now. And you will do as I say." she said with confidence.
"That's the spirit, Miss Louise." he chuckled, "Now; I may be your servant, Miss Louise. But that does not mean that I will be following most of your command."
"Wait, what?!" Louise blurted out, "Why are you saying things that are redundant compared to your last statements, familiar?!"
"Because I am meant to be your protector; not some sort of a common household helper." he answered her in a dark tone, "If I were to be asked to do your laundry, I will burn all of your clothes and leave you naked and bare. If I were to be asked to dress and undress you, I will also do the same as the former. If you make me do menial tasks, I will do otherwise instead. If you treat me as a common dog, I will ensure you that I will give you a hellhound that I will summon straight from the depths of Helheim and watch you try to subjugate it as I lounge from a safe distance." he said in a harsh and arrogant tone, "I may be serving you, but that doesn't mean you can ask me to do whatever things you want and force your whim unto myself. Only those who have commanded my total trust and respect shall have the honor of having me as a loyal servant."
"You dare to make demands, Familiar?!" Louise said indignantly as she listened to Sagasso's words, "But you said that I managed to get your respect a while ago, familiar."
"You only have my interest, not my respect." the being corrected her before she could finish her sentence, "There's a great difference between respect and interest. Just because you managed to have me as your familiar doesn't mean that you have a common servant, Miss Louise."
"You are a demanding familiar… A very demanding familiar to be precise." she said in a frustrated tone as she crossed her arms.
"That's because I prefer to be treated as a person and not as some sort of an animal." Sagasso rebutted, "If you treat me like a normal person, then I will help you out in your task and probably do more than that." he proposed to her, saying the last part in a strange and smooth tone, "Of course, if you treat me like an animal, then I will act like an animal and not care about what you feel."
"I… I'll think about this." Louise turned around, with a hint of hesitation on her tone, "For now, we should go back to the castle." she suggested before walking forward.
"Why not fly like the rest of your friends, Miss Louise?" he asked as he followed her.
"Because I'm terrible at using magic…" she answered as she walks while hiding her reddened face.
"I see…" was all that Sagasso could say.
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Inside the castle, most of the students who are walking along the corridor made way for Louise and her cloaked familiar who are passing by as well. Sagasso can hear them, whispering at each other's ear of the familiar that Louise summoned from their own version of hell. Few say that his face is the face of evil that caused many of them to shiver. He also recognized a few familiar faces from the gathering that are either moving along out of fear or blush uncontrollably after seeing what is underneath his mask. Louise also became the center of the rumors and gossips. Those who say that her familiar was a commoner was silenced after seeing the staves that he carries with him, especially one staff that has a head of a fear stricken man. Either way, there's a mixed emotion of fear and anxiety from the bystanders as the two pass by. Louise didn't know whether what she could express other than embarrassment or fear. Sagasso however, did not care and continues to give the crowd an analytical eye (which they consider as a killer's gaze) as they pass by.
"Please don't intimidate others, familiar…" Louise muttered under her breath as she and her familiar walks along the corridor, "I don't want them to think that I summoned a murderous familiar."
"I'm only looking around in this backwater of an establishment that you call 'school'." Sagasso also replied in a low tone, "I'll also guess that this place also has a terrible plumbing and sanitary system that could make the slums in my world look top-class."
"Stop saying whatever the things that you want to say, Sagasso Trentwood…" the pinkette replied with a little force on her tone, "And what do you mean by your world?"
"I'll speak about my world in private." Sagasso said in a quiet tone, "Right now, you should be ready for a nice conversation with a redheaded faux Succubus and her blue haired friend." he said as he watches the same red haired woman whose cleavage and curves are quite exposed along with a bespectacled blue haired girl who is now reading a leather bound book come towards them.
"Oh hello, Louise the Zero." the redhead greeted the now agitated Louise in a teasing manner, "It seems that you have managed to tame the masked prince and turn him into your familiar, huh? Not bad for a Zero like you."
"Of course he's my familiar! I summoned him in the first place, von Zerbst!" Louise gritted her teeth, "He said that I am worthy enough to be his master as well after standing up to him." she added while puffing her chest.
"Why do you hide your handsome face, Sagasso Trentwood?" the von Zerbst woman ignored Louise and went close to the cloaked being, "Your beauty should be shown to the world rather than be kept under those restricting accessories. Why should you be ashamed in showing your face when you have nothing to be embarrassed about?" she asked as she runs her fingers on his shield/chest plate.
"Because I will not just show my face to anyone, Miss von Zerbst." the cloaked man said in a polite manner, "Only those who have piqued my interest can see it. You are not one of those who have my interest." he added with a hint of the same arrogance that Louise experienced a while ago.
"You've heard my familiar, von Zerbst. He is not interested in becoming your toy." Louise added as well to strengthen his claim, "You may now leave him alone for he has no interest of you."
"Playing hard to get, huh?" von Zerbst still ignored Louise and talks to Sagasso in a flirty tone, "You should know that I, Kirche Augusta Frederica von Anhalt Zerbst, will cast a never ending flames of passion on you once I have received your approval of seeing that glorious face underneath that façade that you use." she seductively said as she turns around (and letting Sagasso see her behind sway), "I will not lose to Louise the Zero, who has my darling in her iron grip. Come, Tabitha." she called the bespectacled friend, "Let us retreat for now." she added as they walk away.
"Right." was all the blue haired girl named Tabitha could say as she follows Kirche.
"That bitch in heat…" Louise gritted her teeth as she watches the two leave, "Sagasso, don't you dare get too close with that whore."
"She is not my type." the cloaked being said in a solemn tone, "From where I come from; she could be mistaken as a Succubus for her… strange behavior. And I am not the type who would fall easily to her charms."
"You really mean what you say, familiar?" Louise asked as she looked him with a doubtful look in her face.
"I have had my fill with that kind of seduction, Miss Louise." he answers her as they continue their walk.
As the two continues to walk, Sagasso also saw the same blond boy from the previous gathering, flirting with a brown haired girl who wears a lighter colored cloak. He nearly took his hands out and covered his ears as he listened to the blonde's cheesy lines. Louise seems to have not noticed her familiar's displeasure towards her classmate's action since his face is covered with a mask. The cloaked being turned familiar meanwhile silently makes fun of the boy's lines as they pass through.
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"You expect me to sleep on top of that pile of trash, Miss Louise?" Sagasso asked with displeasure as he set his eyes on the small mound of hay that Louise pointed near her bed, "I am not pleased with this kind of an arrangement."
"Well I refuse to let a familiar sl-..." before Louise could finish her sentence, she received another harsh and cold glare from the cloaked being, forcing her to stop talking.
"This pile of trash is best used as a cattle feed rather than a bed. The sight of it alone screams 'animal' and 'poor' in my opinion." he arrogantly complained as he kicked the mound of hay, "Do you people even know of using spatial magic?"
"Spatial magic?" the pinkette curiously looked at him when he said the word, "What is this spatial magic that you speak off?"
"Oh wait. I forgot the fact that this world is a backwater at its finest compared to my world. Silly me, I shouldn't have said that since you are still a neophyte in the world of magic." the cloaked being gave a noble's laugh as he took out the same stick that he used to clean the courtyard and removed all of the scattered hay, "Spatial magic is one of the main branches of chronomancy that studies space and the manipulation and usage of it. The research of it ushered many wonderful things like the bags of holding, the END rooms, spatial towns, and many more."
"And what are these items that you speak off?" Louise, who is now interested of what is Sagasso speaks off, asked, "Are they that valuable to people, familiar?"
"Yes. Our research of magic and science created many wonders. Spatial magic is one of them." he explained while looking around, "Then again; I'm guessing that this world is a backwater world that will not advance in their study on magic."
"Well we'll have those things in the future!" Louise cried in an attempt to change Sagasso's belief on how uncivilized their world is, "You'll see!"
"Well judging on the ones who are only allowed to study magic are nobles, I don't think so." he quipped as he took out a palm-sized door and a piece of paper with a complicated magic circle from underneath his cloak, "From where I come from, magic isn't monopolized by the bourgeois classes. Anyone who wants to learn magic and wishes to contribute to it are always welcome and not discriminatory." he added as he kneeled down near his summoner's closet.
"Wait… What are you doing?" she asked curiously while Sagasso placed the small door on a piece of paper with a very complicated magic circle drawn on it.
"Creating my own room, Miss Louise..." he said as he took off his gloves and nipped his fingers to draw blood, "I will not sleep in a room with an unmarried lady." he added as he poured small amount of blood on the paper, causing it to react in a strange way.
"Wait, what?! You can't just deface my room like so! How are you going to make your room without any material and/or space?" Louise asked in a shocked tone, "Better yet, how will you build this room of yours, familiar?"
"Shut up and watch me, Miss Louise." Sagasso answered with a casual tone, "Now stand back."
Louise saw the door grew to the same size of her door in a blink of an eye. Sagasso opened the door and added more to Louise's surprise as she saw a room that makes her room a commoner's room. The white room was rather larger than any of the noble's room. The room has a small library of books on the left corner next to a black window that shows nothing on it and large pillows made of jelly. There's a small furnace and anvil near the shelves and racks filled with assorted armors and weapons at the right corner of the room. The room also have a receiving area with a three comfort chairs and a sofa made of black leather. She also saw three other doors with the label that she couldn't understand that are located to a small stair that leads to the bed on the room's upper area near the library as well.
Sagasso whistled, causing three floating white creatures with soft fur, long ears and legs, and large red eyes in front of the two. The three looked excited at the sight of the cloaked being and took off his outer clothes, staff quiver, and headgear, leaving him in his gray shirt that looked weathered and black pants that is a bit dusty on the ankle parts.
"You know, if you want any laundry done, you could ask for their help." he said as he makes his way to the receiving area to take a seat.
"What… What kind of a room is this?" Louise asked as she looked around and gawked at the room even bigger than hers.
"This is my bedroom, Miss Louise." he answered, "Take a seat, Miss Louise. I wouldn't want to tell my tale if one is not comfortable as I speak." he added as one of the creature returned with a cart filled with sweets and tea and help the creature place the snacks.
"Okay…" she said as she walks towards one of the seats and sat down, "What is this seat made of? It's softer than my bed." she said as she adjusts herself on the comfort seat.
"It's made of memory foam, Miss Louise." Sagasso said as he filled one of the cups with tea and pass it on to Louise, "And I crafted that chair to make it comfortable."
"You made this furniture?" the pinkette asked as she drank some of the tea.
"All of the furniture here is made by my own hands to be precise." he corrected her before sipping tea, "Now, what would you like to know about me, Miss Louise?"
"I'd like to know what country you came from, familiar." Louise asked as she took one of the plates with a chocolate cake slice.
"I'm from a different world, Miss Louise." he answered Louise honestly, "A world where the noble/commoner nonsense is but a nonsensical and idiotic way of segregating people."
"What do you mean by those words?" she asked curiously as she eats some parts of the cake.
"I am from a world where rank and birth doesn't matter as long as we have as we can pull our weight and be productive." he answered Louise's query, "Nobility or not, all is given an equal treatment. Anyone can become anyone as long as they follow the laws that their nation."
"So, you're living in an uncivilized world where chaos and disorder happens just because no noble is there to guide them?" Louise asked with pity in her voice.
"I'd rather not make my story into a debate, Miss Louise." Sagasso commented, "Then again, a native in a backwater world like this wouldn't understand the joys of equality and rights that I enjoy in my world." he smirked as he took a cookie from a plate and take a bite on it.
"Well we have equality and rights in this world too, familiar!" Louise blurted out to try and change her familiar's thought of her world being a backwater once more.
"Tell me one story when you have mingled with the commoners and treated them like as if they are your equals." he asked Louise while munching on a cookie.
Silence enveloped the room after Sagasso asked her to recall a tale of her mingling with a commoner as a person. He smirked at her loss of word and continues to drink his tea.
"I thought so." he said with an air of superiority, "In my world, I've once served a king who is not above hard labor and willing to work with the castle's staff whenever he has time. He personally gave a hand to the farmers who are short of able-bodied men."
"A king who acts like a commoner… What kind of a backward world is that?" the pinkette asked with a hint of pity in her voice, "What's next, a princess marrying a commoner?"
"Well that happened to one of my best friends." he smiled at her face that is filled with shock, "She was also blessed by the royal family when she married him and still considered her a family despite her marriage to a commoner. Not that anyone who can think right in my world would even give a damn about her status." he added as he emptied his teacup.
"Just like that, she got married to a commoner? She wasn't disowned by her family? Her lover was not even punished?" she gulped her tea and coughed a little, causing one of the white creatures to come close to her with a glass of water on its paws, "Does she even have a sense of decency or respect to herself?!"
"You know, listening to you insulting her choice is making me upset." Sagasso growled as his eyebrows slanted before refilling his teacup and calm his nerves, "She really loved him that she even fought an army to get him back." he said in a calmed tone as he sips his tea and rage away.
Suddenly, the sound of a loud bell ringing is heard from the bed of Sagasso. Louise nearly dropped her glass of water and saw Sagasso, removing the sleeve near his left wrist and looked at the strange black armband that has a metal bit on it. He then put the sleeve back and yawned as he signaled the two white creatures to remove the plates, cups, utensils, and glasses from the table.
"I think you should go back to your room and go to sleep, Miss Louise." Sagasso said as he stood up and stretched a bit, "You have businesses to do tomorrow, right?"
"I know that, familiar." Louise said as she stood up and dusted herself, "Anyway, could you ask those things to clean my laundry?" she pointed at one of the floating furball who are cleaning up the table.
"Bring the laundry outside the door and they will clean it for you, Miss Louise." he yawned as he went towards a door with a 'BATHROOM' label on it, "Anyway, have a pleasant dream, Louise." he added as he opened the Bathroom's door.
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Outside the strange room of her familiar, Louise took off her clothes and undergarments and placed them on a wicker basket filled with soiled and dirty laundry. She looked outside of her window and saw the stars shining brightly every second. She then looked at the spot where her familiar is supposed to be sleeping. The fact that her familiar is an arrogant, contemptuous, and braggart of a man who considers her lands as a backwater and knows a type of magic that seems to be alien to her seems to have taken its effect her confidence.
Then again, he did say that he is interested in her thanks to my qualities. Louise thinks at what Sagasso said as she slipped her pink and silken nightgown, but what if that familiar is right? He maybe an arrogant and blunt person but…, thinking of the things that he said and shown to her, No, he might be lying through his teeth. That must be it. I must show him who his master is, no matter what it takes.
Her eyes became heavy as she thinks of the events that happened a while ago. Not caring for anything else as her mind and body decided that today has been hectic to her. She then fell asleep, letting all of her worries fly and dream. Hoping that all of the things that transpired would be all but a dream.
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