New world, new rule (2)
"I thought we were dramatic but Elizebeth precedes us." Blake barked a pile of laughter, putting both her hands on her waist.
Wooosh~!
Melody's hair fluttered crazily when the strong wind passed by. She shut her eyes while her bang scattered to the back.
"How crazy," Blake looked at what happened on top of the nearest cliff.
"Is this the result you want, Lord Theo?" Melody's angelic voice gathered Blake's attention to her back.
A handsome man, probably in his 20s, standing there. He was wearing dark clothes and a cloak was looking at the same view as them, the smile intact on his face.
Theo shuffled next to them and stood like an oldie with a weak chuckle. "This old man is only a lackey. He knew nothing about anything else."
"Yeah, right." Blake scoffed and looked front ahead.
Bom!