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To Find Edward

Marguerite is oblivious as she folds Arthmael's body into beautiful silhouettes. Following the familiar choreography, she dances relentlessly. Grand Jete! Penche! followed by a series of graceful pas de chats. All concatenated in front of the enthralled emperor. When the music reaches the outro in a full stop, Marguerite falls gracefully on the floor in a pose. She stays there and waits for the king to tell her she can leave. She stays on the ground for a long time but hears nothing from him. Wondering if she did anything wrong, she wants to lift her head to look at the king's face, but quickly remembers the warning he gave her. If she disrespects him any further, who knows what he might do to her. She suddenly feels her chin being lifted, her eyes meet the hazels of Demian. She forgets to breathe and falls from her pose onto the floor. She doesn't have time to regain her senses before two strong arms lift her off the floor. She is about to question him on his weird behaviour when her mouth is suddenly covered by his in a kiss. ------------------------------------------------- Marguerite is very talented. She has a beautiful voice, a great passion for music and various talents in the arts. Unfortunately, her bright future gets compromised when she is forced to leave her world to fulfill the wish of someone else. Marguerite wanting to go home as soon as possible, accepts. However things turn out quite unexpected for her. The cover belongs to the rightful owner. If you are the owner of the art and want me to take it down, DM me on discord burlesque_dancer#2837

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Government part 5

Armel enters the evening court for the first time in a very long time. He walks in with a sour face, clearly lacking in sleep.

But Marguerite pretends not to notice as she greets him politely. Armel is also not in the mood to deal with her. He knows that she has been dissatisfied with the way he handled things lately, but he doesn't want to argue with her anymore.

Marguerite turns to the poor ministers that can feel the slight tension in the air. They read her eerie smile as an odd declaration of war. As if the scent of blood was already around them. But they don't realize yet, that in her head they all have already died.

The ministers are anxious at first, seeing so weirdly happy when they obviously are the victorious ones in this 'competition' of hers. But they quickly calm themselves, it's impossible for her to have anything. They hid perfectly.