❝ 𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐒 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄 𝐑𝐀𝐏𝐔𝐍𝐙𝐄𝐋 𝐉𝐔𝐒𝐓- ❞
∘◦ ♡ ༉━━━ We all have been told this tale ever since we were little - the story of a brave prince who rescued a girl imprisoned in a tower by an evil sorceress. Many think of thi...
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"Master Ootori, please wait a moment," As Kyoya stepped out of the Vairmont Hotel Restaurant, a voice called out to him respectfully. His eyes were in a downcast as he studied the shadow that stretched far on the Spanish tiled ground, elongated by the light beam that shone from the restaurant. Judging by the voice, he had a pretty good idea who it was.
"What is it? Arden-kun?" Turning around with an unbalanced smile on his lips, Kyoya replied, though he really didn't want to be bothered by anyone in his irritation. "Did you need something from me?"
Bowing his head with his hand over his chest, Arden shook his head softly. "I merely noticed you left dinner early," He flashed an equally inconspicuous smile as he lifted his head. "Is something bothering you?"
"Not at all," Averting his eyes slightly, he replied nonchalantly. "So? What are you doing here?" He questioned. "Shouldn't you be accompanying your mistress?"
"I see, so you were concerned about milady." Wearing a close-eyed smile, Arden hummed.
Kyoya felt his eyebrow twitch slightly. For some reason, that off-handed bluntness felt ever so familiar. "Well, yes." He attempted to justify. "Though I am more worried about our club's finances as her contribution as a production designer-"
