She was beautiful and cold. Seen from afar, she looked like a ballerina in a music box, poised and turning beneath the music in the window of a high-end shop filled with the scent of perfume. Inside, the shop was suffused with a warm fragrance, but outside, the temperature and the light reflected off the glass display case were bone-chillingly cold.
That was Viba Tiel's first impression of Lafuli.
"I didn't kill Lafuli," Aqoqi said. He turned the dazzling gold ring on his hand, its gemstone cold yet glowing with a fiery brilliance, and found it somewhat laughable. "Everything in this world is killing her. Even a heavy rain in London, even the scent drifting out of an ordinary perfume shop in France... it's all killing her."
"She was born to die."
"Death is her release, and her fate."
(Dowager Duchess T x beautiful socialite P)
(It has a happy ending, don't worry.)
An alternate-history Western setting with a touch of cyberpunk. The country names and such are all made up by the author, so don't take them seriously. Just enjoy it for what it is.
Theme: Oh, there isn't one.
Well, who can tell me how to tweet?
"Weibatier blew it carefully to remove the floating..." This is a big bug for the author~ What the hell, there is no thin thread on the front of the tea leaves...[Angry][angry][angry]