All About My Nothings

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Amazon.co.jp 49 Epilogue 1:  It was a beautiful autumn day with clear blue skies. Over the capital city, the bells of the central cathedral of the Kingdom of Berhausen could be heard. ‘I swear to love and cherish…’ the bride, dressed in a beautiful white wedding dress, responded in a tearful voice to the bishop’s prompting. Her slender shoulders were trembling because she was crying, but it was not due to sadness, but great joy. The bridegroom, dressed in his dashing wedding suit, looked at her with a gaze filled with love. He put his arm around her and stroked her back. ‘I knew this would happen, but it was quicker than I expected.’ Ernest smiled knowingly at his friend who was absorbed in his new bride at the altar. (Zuben: You should get up and roar in front of the congregation) ‘Yes well. This is the result of Rosemary’s efforts.’ Iris sitting next to him said with a happy smiled. A year had passed since that day that she and Ernest truly connected. In the t

Pixiv 47 The Lady and Sweetness: The large bathroom was softly lit. Rose petals floated above the water in the large bathtub, and the scent of flowers filled the space. (Zuben: One day, in novel land, there will be an extinction of roses and the reason will be constantly having petals in baths) ‘Hn~’ a sweet sigh was expelled from her lips as he was kissing her.   Iris was sitting in Ernest’s arms in the water. ‘Iris…’ Ernest called her name full of love. He returned to kissing her, entwining his tongue with hers. Iris felt euphoric. After the truth coming out and Ernest explained himself to her, they had made love. Iris had wanted to clean up, but Ernest had insisted on coming along. Ernest carried on kissing her; she could hear the obscene sound of their kissing. The sound caused a hopeful ache in Iris. Ernest’s large hand roamed Iris’ body stoking the flames of her desire. She could not help but moan. The hard erection was like a creature with different inten

Pinterest Thanks for waiting - if you were 😋The melodrama draws to a close, I'm sure everyone will be relieved. 45 The Lady and the Truth How long had she been crying for? Perhaps, it wasn’t as long as she thought. If she kept crying like this, she’ll probably dry out someday. (Zuben: And leave a desiccated husk for Ernest to roar at) That would be good… Better yet, she wanted to dry out and become ashes. For then Iris would not see, if Ernest married someone he truly loved. Unlike her, she would be a happy bride who was genuinely loved, never feeling sad, suffering or depressed. Oh, but that’s right. There was still her lace work; commissions were complete and ready to be delivered. Above all, there were people looking forward to seeing her creations. She could not afford to dry out. Iris smiled tearfully and buried her face in her knees. Just then, she heard the door sliding open. ‘Iris, are you here?’ Iris’ body became alert at the familiar voice of