A Hundred of Her Memories

by Timber Wolf of Purity

Xion - A Replica. A puppet. But who says she can't make memories of her own? With a heartless assassin and a nobody with a heart for friends, anything is possible. Why not falling in love? "I couldn't have done it without my trusty side-kick." "Side-kick? I prefer partner-in-crime at worst, and your-illustrious-highness at best." In the end, true love will conquer over evil.

93. Breathing

A Hundred of Her Memories

93 – Breathing

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Xion stood behind the two large oaken doors, clasping her bouquet of forget-me-nots close to her chest.

Her veil concealed her blushing face and her pearly teeth chewing her lip.

The doors opened and the music started, cueing her in to walk down the aisle.

With trembling legs, she took a step.

Everyone rose to their feet with a thunderous sound and turned to watch the bride approach.

But Xion only saw emerald;

and she forgot about breathing.

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This is extremely short, but the next one finishes it off. These are really a part of a series about Xion and Axel's wedding.