A sudden wave of warmth surrounds your body as you start to wake up. You look around. ..How the hell did i get here?.. But a distant sound of someone singing distracts your train of thought. It gets more and more less distant. A sword of some sort leans against a wall, the red, as dark as a rose. But, an idea pops into your head. I could quietly get up, open the front door and leave! But, the outside seems to be covered with white snow. So there is no way in hell you would get out in that kind of cold weather.
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Protective (AloneTraveler x Reader)
FantasyYou, Y/N. Have suddenly appeared in Alone's household, with only one person to trust and a soft heart. You witness odd occurrences during your seemingly long stay. You eagerly metaphorically hold on to Selozar for your dear life, as he seems to be t...
