The King's Beloved Chapter 35
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The alluring woman stood tall with her flawless long legs even if she was wearing flat white shoes. She wore a tight blue dress that had a high slit on each side, topped with a white blazer that had large sleeves like that of a kimono. Her light blue hair was wavy and very smooth, fluttering with her every movement. She walked like a model as she paced towards Selena and Clavis. And the nearer she got, the more you could see her youthful beauty.
'This woman is a mother? She's like his sister!' was Selena's first impression of her.
Clavis' mother stared at them for a moment while crossing her arms. "Hmm … so I presume you're my daughter-in-law?"
"Ahm, yes, I am. My name is Selena Fidelis," Selena stood up from her sitting position and curtseyed towards her while bowing her head. A slight blush could be seen from her cheeks.
"My name is Mitis, but you can call me mother, you're gonna be my son's wife after all," she replied with a warm smile on her face. She lifted Selena's face by her chin, and stared at her for a moment. Her gaze was penetrating yet captivating at the same time. She had the same eyes as Clavis - eyes that seemed to look at your soul. "You've got great eyes, I like it".
"Hey, don't keep staring at her," Clavis reprimanded his mother.
"You call your mother 'hey'? That's so rude my dear son! How could you?" Mitis' tone was very high pitched as she tried teasing her son.
Selena laughed awkwardly at them.
After Mitis finished teasing her son for a whole minute, she stopped and looked around Clavis' room. "My dear son, you really don't know how to please a girl do you? Now, I really wonder how you got such a good fiancee. Just look at your room! You could have decorated it with her taste at the least!"
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Clavis was alerted. His mother was getting suspicious. He looked at Selena who looked at him as well.
"Ah, I - I'll have it redecorated then. She can choose how she wants it to be".
Selena's eyes brightened. "Really? I can?"
"Ugh, yeah …," as much as he didn't want his room touched, Clavis couldn't really disagree at the moment.
"That's good then," Mitis smiled. Then, she turned to Selena and grabbed her hand. "Don't worry deary, let me know if he bullies you, okay? Simple things like this, you should be demanding it out of him! He's gonna be your husband so he should spoil you to the fullest. No need to be shy about anything".
Selena blushed again - like how girls normally blush when they talk to their idols or any highly respected people. Mitis gave off that warm, gentle, and very accomodating vibe. She seemed to be really easy to get along with, as opposed to what Selena initially had in mind.
'She seemed like a really cool mom and very kind and warm and personal … But how in the world did Clavis end up the complete opposite?!' Selena kept thinking.
"My dear son, one of these days, I'm going to ask your father to teach you how to be a proper husband".
"Ugh, please, just let us be. We're not going to be like you and father".
"Then that means you don't love her enough! Oh, poor Selena. How did you ever fall in love with such a man?"
Clavis was starting to get irritated. "Why don't you go back to your duties, mother? Or go and flirt with father somewhere?"
"Why did I have such a cold son? Here I am, just trying to visit him and his fiancee, and I'm getting thrown out. I'm such an unlucky mother, aren't I Selena?" Mitis animatedly acted out like a drama queen.
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"Hehehe," Selena laughed awkwardly. You couldn't really blame her if everything showed on her face.
"Speaking of that, Selena, deary, what did you even like about my son? How did you manage to fall in love with him? That in itself is a miracle! I've been wondering for some time now ever since I heard my son finally took a wife!"
Clavis' stiffened at the question of his mother. In his mind he was hoping Selena could answer in a convincing manner. But then, upon looking at her, even she was frozen with the question. He should have known his lie wouldn't last that long with Selena's great acting skills.
"Ah - " they both tried to speak in unison.
Selena and Clavis involuntarily looked at each other. Then, Selena decided to continue what she was going to say.
"Ahm, I think … it started when …," she was blushing really hard now like a red tomato and her words started to stutter, "well, I was in danger before and … he saved me … even if I was a human, not a Magi. I'm not of the same race, but still, he showed k-kindness to m-me".
Clavis was startled - he didn't expect her to answer that way - and it was really convincing. He looked at his mother to check her expression and Mitis could be found smiling warmly at Selena.
"Awwwww, you're such a sweet, sweet child. My son doesn't deserve you," she complimented Selena and gave her a big, warm hug. Her large chest drowned Selena.
Clavis sighed. Selena's answer kept on repeating in his mind -
'I'm not of the same race, but still, he showed kindness to me'
- That phrase kept repeating over and over.
But then, Clavis didn't really save her out of kindness like she thought. His initial decision was to leave her alone and let her die.
'She should be thankful for her and not me,' was what he thought as his expression darkened.
And a sudden feeling of guilt, clouded Clavis' heart.
WHOOSH ....
A sudden gust of wind came into Clavis' room. A black hole suddenly appeared behind Mitis and from it descended the doll-like girl with light blue hair - the one who took Rania to the Floating Kingdom, and the same woman who observed her from the Forbidden Forest.
"Illumináire!" Mitis greeted her cheerfully and gave her a hug after letting go of Selena.
"You're back," Clavis greeted her too.
Selena was confused since she didn't know who she was.
"Yes," she responded with her expressionless face, "I'm back, mother, and brother".
And after greeting them with a nod, Illumináire fixed her eyes on Selena.
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The Curio Shoppe
Kellan Klein is an ordinary college student with an average, if traumatic and painful past. Everyone grows up grappling with depression and anxiety that seem to be genetic in a house with parents that, while loving, fight all the time and have weird ideas about what kids should and shouldn't do, right? Everyone deals with bullying, racism, judgement on their romantic inclinations and their family's economic status and just general shittiness, right? All of Kellan's friends sure did, and for all of them, entertaiment media were a welcome escape from their painful, dreary lives. After all, who wouldn't want to sail the seas with Monkey D. Luffy and the Strawhats, or help Meng Hao con increasingly powerful and influential people, or join Cecil Harvey and his friends on their weird journey to save the world, or make friends with Peter Parker while pretending to not know he was everyone's favorite wall-crawling superhero? Kellan certainly wanted to, and while he pursued college to seek out a career he saw himself enjoying, something felt inexplicably empty about his life. So when a decidely sinister force kidnaps him and the prettiest man he's ever seen saves his life and offers him his wildest dreams, Kellan becomes the shopkeeper of a mysterious, dimension hopping shop, complete with a system that helps him acquire items. abilities, materials, and other cool shit to stock it with, as well as some other neat perks. Will Kellan become a boring overpowered MC, like the kind from web fiction that he reads to sate his boredom? Will he keep his generally kind, sweet nature despite the shit he's gone through and will go through, or will he inexplicably become a scary, violent, irrational arrogant douchebag? Will he use his newfound abilities to explore the multiverse and improve the lives of himself and others, or will he become his own antithesis, a purely mercantile jerk obsessed with money and profit, with no concern for anything that doesn't help or hurt his business? Find out in The Curio Shoppe! Author's note: Please suggest possible setting he could visit in the comments. I'll gather ones i'm familiar with, and at the end of every arc, a poll will be held to decide the next location he visits. There will be polls for other purposes, and I might not always go with the poll winner if I feel one of the other options is more fun to read/write about. I will not use the settings of other RRL writers without their permission.Do not ask for that, unless the author in question gives permission. Most settings he visits will be slightly AU in some way or another, but please remind me if I drift too far from canon unintentionally or characterize a character wrongly. This work will eventually fit all tags I selected once he visits universes suited to those tags, so don't ask when or where a given tag is coming. I do not own the cover art, it belongs to Nicholas Belanger Thiel, and I will stop using it if he asks me to. Kellan doesn't look like the old man on the cover, though once he acquires a disguise-type ability he may occasionally use that appearance. The tapir, however, will be a thing, as despite looking like a failed attempt at an elephant, tapirs are cool and this dragon finds them to be kinda cute. The art, along with more of Nicholas's pieces, can be found at https://www.artstation.com/artwork/51bXz
8 196Green ‘n Gold
A bastard. An outcast. A dishonored knight to be. Each enough of a reason to find misery in life, yet, Godwin found all three to be immutable truths to his very existence. Each day, they would remind him of it, until the final moment came. He transcended into a true knight. The fort he called home would soon kick him out after a few scant lessons. With his guard, a dishonored knight like was soon to be, and Mother Melissa, kindness personified, they destined him to roam the lands aimlessly, hoping beyond hope someone would accept him. But suddenly the entire world collapsed around him. The Count of Teralis died? All his children slain? How? Without warning, he was the last living male child of the Teralis line. The only person who could hold the seat of the county. If he does not hurry back, some thief would steal his only chance out of this forsaken future. Without time to plan, he rushed towards his new lands. Only to meet endless obstacles. Will he survive and reach his home? Will he be forgotten in the annals of time or lead the county to become something greater? Only the God above knows. This is the story of The Green 'n Gold. County of the legends, myths, and abandoned.
8 72Human & [Inhuman]
In a modern Japan just like our own, unbeknownst to the general populace, there are [Inhumans] who are capable of channeling [Soul Energy] into unique [Magic] through their physiological differences from normal humans, as well as [Compatibles] who possess an excess of said [Soul Energy]. [Inhuman] and [Compatible] are designed to work together, to complete each other. In such a world, underground feuds between bloodlines are common, and no duo is safe from destiny. Perhaps love can yet blossom on the battlefield? This is a piece that heavily takes inspiration from animanga/japanese light novels, and is also sort of an experimental piece to see if combining the exposition style of japanese light novels with the narrative and descriptive techniques of western literature can work. Prepare for two-person team battle action, romance, as well as some slice-of-life on the side.
8 98diagnosed
my lil online journal! hehe its a sneak peek into my life u whoresin all seriousness this is very personal and even though i joke around these are my actual thoughts so id really like if you could at least read the most recent parts :)theres no need to respond but i wish someone is reading what i wrote lol hella typos sry, when i write in this theres always to many thoughts to worry abt writing like an actual educated teenim trash dont be surprised at first i thought i didn't want any interaction or commenting on this whatever you want to call it, but honestly feel free. i want to know what people think, so im encouraging it. but do fucking not, try to convince me otherwise. it doesn't do jack shit but make someone feel worse. ive heard the basic "theres more to live for" and "think of others" crap way to many times so don't piss me off more. but beyond that, please communicate if you want! i love hearing other people's thoughts!this is maybe one of the most embarrassing and out there thing i have ever written or revealed to anyone. these have my most intimate thoughts and experiences which im sorry if they seem overdramatic. i only have it here bc i was using it as a collective online journal that was easy to hide from people but i decided to publish it as a cry for help yay. (its been 2 hours and i unpublished the really embarrassing parts bc im a wimp)names can either be changed, modified, or just shortened bc im lazy but im a complete stranger so you'll never knowif the errors bother you suck it up if you want to keep reading ig but im not going to change anyhting if i dont feel like it oops
8 81HERO OF DEMONS (HOD)
Kris is an average 13 year old otaku. He is made fun of because of both his name and hobby. But after being transported into a different world that an otaku would dream of, things are looking up. Soon after, being wronged, felled, and rescued by the race most discriminated, now on a quest for revenge, rescuing, food, women, and most of all: fun. He and his best friend our now the Heroes..... Of the Demons.
8 132Mo'arka e karbala
BISMILLAH HIR-RAHMAN NIR-RAHIM. Assalamu alaikum wa rahmatullah; Duniya me aise bahot se waqiyat aur haadse guzre hain jo insaniyat aur sharafat ke naam par badnuma daag hain. Jin ki yaad kuch waqt tak baqi rehti hai phir khatm ho jati hai.Lekin HAADSA-E-KARBALA ek aisa dard naak waqiya hai, aur is me aisi darindgi aur wehshi pan tha ke is ki yaad zamana bhi na mita saka. Balki aaj 1350 saal guzarne par bhi is ki yaad taaza hai.Is ki wajah ye hai ki Hazrat Imam Husain(r.a) ne dashte karbala me jis sabr, shuja'at aur himmat ka sabut diya hai, us ki nazir(misal) nahi milti. Aap par intehai be-rehmana aur wehshiyana zulm kiye gaye. lekin Aap ne sachai ka sath nahi chhoda, ALLAH SUB'HANAHU ko Aap ki mazlumi, be-kasi, aur be-chargi aisi pasand aai ke Aap ka zikr baaki rakha aur In sha ALLAH qayamat tak baaqi rahega.Bhook pyas ki shiddat, azizon ki maut ka sadma, aurton ki be-hurmati ka khayal ye sab baatain sabr aazma thi. Magar Aap ne har sadma har taklif ko bardasht kiya. Aap kis daur se guzar rahe honge is ka andaza lagana bhi mushkil hai. Yaqinan ye waqiya dil toh kya ruh tak ko jhinjod kar rakh dene wala hai, Lekin logon ne is ki Asliyat ko nahi samjha ya toh Husn-e-aqidat me doob kar asliyat ka inkaar karne lage. Logon ne aisi riwayatein gadhli hain jinka koi wajud hi nahi tha.Is qisse "Mo'arka-e-karbala" ko Husne aqidat se likha gaya hai, is me koi andhi taqlid ya gair taarikhi waaqiya shamil nahi hai. Balki jahan tak mumkin hosaka hai galat riwayaton ki tardid ki gai hai. Hamara maqsad logon ko sahi waqiyat se waqif karana hai. "Ma'arka-e-karbala" Author: Maulana Muhammad Sadiq Husain Sardhanvi.Aap tak pahonchane ki koshish : ف۔ش۔
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