Throne of Blood and Ash
Caught in a deadly game between Gods and Demons, Angels and Devils, Izalith Snow was torn from her home and family and cast into a World of Blood and Ash. Lost in the Exalted Wheel, Izalith must lift her blade toward not just the Heavens but the Hells and all that may live in between. Carrying the Blade of Laevatein at her waist and a mischievous grin, Izalith journeys through the Hidden Realm of Arcadia. Unaware of the lingering eyes tainted by sin, a dark, looming smile obscured behind a veil of smoldering darkness is revealed. ***
Tension
'Hmmm? Hmm. Hmmm!"
"Iza-chan," Annetta said, scratching at her cheek. " Can you not stare at my breast?"
My arms grew folded as I tilted my head at the dress top, barely covering Annetta's cleavage. There was so much side boob… I wonder if I can were a dress like that? "How are they staying upright like that? It's like there defying gravity?"
"Excuse me?"
"Such a beautiful dress… but can you… fight in that? Especially with the 'girls' bouncing around?"
"I don't think such things are appropriate for the table," Eryth said, shaking his head.
"I quite agree," Rufus added, and my gaze snapped to his.
"You tried to kill us." I pointed out. " Do you have the right to—"