Marriage Of Convenience: Part 7
“My name is Lord Karson. May I please have yours?” Kirby hesitated for a moment but then shook the man’s hand. “Kirby,” he said, holding his hand tighter than necessary and smiling at him.
Marriage Of Convenience: Part 8
Kirby smiled as he nodded his head happily. “Hello Lina,” he said quietly. “It’s me.” Lina turned her attention away from him momentarily and regarded him. Her eyes widened in surprise as she saw that he was wearing his cloak, which had slipped from his shoulders during the brief moment of hugging. “Oh...um, good day Lord Karson,” she stammered softly. Then she hurriedly turned back to face Kirby. “You must forgive me,” she said as she quickly removed the hood from Kirby’s head. “I am just so happy to see you.” Her voice broke slightly in her last sentence. She wiped a stray tear that threatened to roll down her cheek.
Marriage Of Convenience: Part 9
Now, however, he realized that even though he was alone, his life would always be completely better than he'd ever dreamed it could be. All he wanted was for him and Lina to be able to live happily ever after...And perhaps it wasn’t only in this life that they might be able to do that.
Marriage Of Convenience: Part 10
The kiss that followed was passionate and full of lust. It took several minutes for them to pull away from each other. They both breathed heavily.
Marriage Of Convenience: Part 6
Somewhere in his mind, he realised that he might die. In this world, death wasn't something that just happened. Death was always a part of his life. No matter what he did in this world, he would die eventually. But there were other ways out, right? He had been able to find his way out in the first place, hadn't he? So why couldn't he find one here?
Marriage Of Convenience: Part 5
Why was he thinking this was such a big deal? He shook his head rapidly. He didn't need anyone to tell him that; he knew it well enough by himself.
Marriage of Convenience: Part 4
Perhaps she was waiting until she arrived at her destination to call for her guards… His train of thought was abruptly halted as he heard the princess’ voice. “Your Majesty? Are you coming? We can go now.” He glanced around, suddenly wondering if she had seen him. But when he looked back toward the fountain his suspicions were confirmed: there she was, standing right beside where he had been sitting just moments ago. He hadn’t even heard her approach!
Marriage Of Convenience: Part 3
She smiled sadly at Iris and shook her head. “Not this time,” she murmured. “You’re going to be married soon, aren’t you?” “Yes, I--” Iris started, but King Dedede cut her off quickly. He turned back toward her.
Marriage Of Convenience: Part 2
“Didn’t you say that you were planning on stopping by the kitchens before dinner? I believe he mentioned that as well.” “Oh! Yes! That’s right,” she said brightly. She’d nearly forgotten about that entirely. She’d barely eaten since breakfast and hadn’t been able to make any plans after that. In fact, her entire day had been spent trying to get everything ready for dinner that evening, though she still wasn’t quite sure why her father wanted to eat together in the first place. Was it because he wanted to thank the guests? Or did he want to discuss some business matters?
Marriage Of Convenience: Part 1
The princess first saw him in the gardens, and for a brief moment, she was distracted. She’d been running errands for her father and had accidentally fallen behind schedule. There were few people in the gardens at this hour, so it wasn’t an unfamiliar sight to see some of them sitting near each other and staring into space.
The Youth Burnout
What is burnout? The so-called burnout is something very luxurious. First of all, I have no spare time to have burnout now. Because I have to be busy with work and running around every day. Besides, ninety-nine percent of the people in society cannot have burnout. And it costs a lot of money to chew the taste of real burnout. Why? Because the helplessness and desperate state of mind that comes with no money is far from burnout.
The shuttle bus
After driving for several years, I took the bus to work on a whim today, and I was a bit apprehensive. On a summer morning, the sky was blank and bright, and the morning breeze was fresh and soft. Looking from afar, the city lanes of different kinds of vehicles slowly and orderly drive, from the east to the west, and also from the west to the east, the intersection of vehicles driving staggered in an orderly manner.