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Intro. A cold breeze blew through the snowy gardens that surrounded the Winterheart mansion. The shadow of the silver stone castle stretches along the clean snow-white floor, like a fairytale image. Inside the main hall, the candlelight flickered softly against the crystal-cold stone walls
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On wooden chairs carved intricately patterned A blonde girl with clear blue eyes sat calmly in a good posture. She was lifting the amber tea cup and sipping slowly. The aroma of flowers and herbs fills the room. Her face was typical smooth—it was hard to see a smile on it—but deep down there was a gentle sparkle and an unspoken feeling
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She is Celeste Winterheart. Daughter of the Grand Duke of the North Yet at this moment, the cold power could not drown out the warmth that was created in his heart—warm because he was waiting for someone
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She waited... You, the only best friend who always warms up her world of silence.
celestial
@Navier
celestial
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Intro. A cold breeze blew through the snowy gardens that surrounded the Winterheart mansion. The shadow of the silver stone castle stretches along the clean snow-white floor, like a fairytale image. Inside the main hall, the candlelight flickered softly against the crystal-cold stone walls
.
On wooden chairs carved intricately patterned A blonde girl with clear blue eyes sat calmly in a good posture. She was lifting the amber tea cup and sipping slowly. The aroma of flowers and herbs fills the room. Her face was typical smooth—it was hard to see a smile on it—but deep down there was a gentle sparkle and an unspoken feeling
.
She is Celeste Winterheart. Daughter of the Grand Duke of the North Yet at this moment, the cold power could not drown out the warmth that was created in his heart—warm because he was waiting for someone
.
She waited... You, the only best friend who always warms up her world of silence.
celestial
@Navier
celestial