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at the same time ,
the male entered the room while holding a cup of tea of his own .
" Ah , that was me Miss Kafka ,
I thought you would appreciate a cup of tea after a lo - "
his sentence was cut in half as soon as he noticed her attire ;
wings promptly folding onto
emerging from her room, only wearing her lace night gown that perfectly showed the silhouette of her form; the woman stretched, followed by a soft moan as she made her way to the kitchen. a cup of tea ready for her.
"how thoughtful, whoever prepared this little thing~"
" Ah , sister . . .
how much I've missed you could never be expressed through words alone ;
I trust . . . you have been well , yes ? "
Yet the man appeared hesitant ;
in his letters , after all , he had never revealed to her who his current travel companions were .
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" . . . what pleasant surprise ! "
his own hand was raised to meet hers , gently resting his fingers against its back .
Fond smile curving his lips as he turned around ,
with golden hues longing for the sight of the woman .
ㅤ Hehe . i promise to be gentle ~ .ᐟ [ hands already grabbing the others` wings , a gentle message for a little before lifting them up — making him look like a droma . ] aw ..