Moulin eagerly watched outside the windows, excited as they entered the city. Zenin City is prosperous, thriving in terms of glamour and the utilization of mana technology. The city was warm and flourishing and Moulin could feel it. Making their way towards the Fraunces manor, Moulin could not help but notice the second glances of the people towards their carriage as they passed by. Some had the looks of respect, some hurrying to make way for them, some whispering to another person's ear quietly snickering and so much more than Moulin could point out. With a smirk on his face, Moulin could tell that the rumors about him haven't died out even after almost two months had passed by. All thanks to a particular scum of a man. Moulin was itching to freeze Quade's balls, cut off his member and make the scum it eat clean.
A Gorgeous White (BL)
Fantasy · Heather_ANARE
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