SilvryArdor

Oh Diarmad you oblivious king, he is so happy that he was a tiny bitt oblivious to Noel's mental churning. Now I cant wait to finish all the three books. We can see here that Diarmad is a king and he is dominating in a sense to Noel. Noel kept most of the sass inside his mind judging by the Prologue part. Noel is still young of course. Am I equally confused no? But I am however, equaly frustrated as Noel is so we can tell what us my main driving emotion mostly But I must say, a midnight scene during a snowy season? I can easily pictured how quiet it must be, and the lighting in the room, it feels as of there's only two of them in the entire world with nothing to disturb them. I can easily imagined Diarmad's part particularly on how guiding and quietly dominating he is. Sometimes when I read things it was as if it could melt in my tongue and spread its taste if that made sense. I think I can easily get a tribute drinks and snacks to go for with this series while reading it 😆

We shall attribute this to my selective memory on certain things at certain point of time. For me it does feel like I have never read it before as your writing have changed (In a good way) I think I am quite sensitive to changes as I can remember something was different

So this is how you quote a comment 😀 and we are all happy that you did. I do wonder if there will be more in the future. Thank you for continuing and finishing this story

“Is there a problem Simon?” I just...laughed. I sure hope not Simon, let the poor man be with his mate. Too good an opportunity... I grinned. “No.” and that dear Landyn is The Negotiator. I can tell that the writing is more filled this time compared to the first time I read it. The arrangement of words are slightly different but retained the same..air, we can say that a writing shows a person`s personality and it is still as good as ever. Your writing aged like a fine whiskey 😁. But poor Noel, I am sure he is doubting everything he did and feel quite alienated from his own self. Hello Miora. I do not like you. Oh Noel, of course you do not mind. Each of your soul loved him in their own way, a love that stretch across centuries will always be special. I have devised a scheme. With every set of phase and work I got done. I can read a chapter as...a treat

I have never been so thankful that there is a next chapter after this so I can read immediately. Diarmad and Noel are mates, thousands of books I have read. (I am human and my reads are limited) and never found a twist as interesting as this. I love that Diarmad is not a representative of an organization but potential lover to Noel instead, I love how weakened he is, his emotions as a king is displayed when he admit that this is the least he can do in his state. How will Noel react? That should interesting. We can tell how Diarmad is the older one every time he says, "Read!"

I love how vivid and simplistic your writing are. At least for me they are, its amazing how smooth flow they are. When Landyn explain to Noel about the double work, it made sense but there is something off about it. I can`t wait to see what happened next. For someone who never experienced snow in my life I can always feel yours in the writing. The way you write about nature have always been my favourite, it is very calming no matter how many others I have read. Perhaps it is the atmosphere or air of the writing style. Si for Simon is a very cute nickname Edit: I did groaned when Noel was...punt off so to say. Ouch.

Why hello there Noel, pleased to see you again. I have found the review button and I promise after reviewing a few chapters and re-reading them that I will go back to my work. I have been following this story for a very long time (2012?), back in the early days. I can`t express how exciting I am to read this again. I can share my emotions with the person who counted the beams in church. I have nothing against religion but I don`t have the attention span nor patience for it, no matter how fascinating. The last sentences are intriguing and made me feel very anticipating for the next one. Onward I go.

Song: Meet me in Amsterdam - Rini Etienne 10 Days before Christmas The first snow fall was last night and slowly accumulate since. So so cold It`s cold despite the heat Was all he could think off and as he pulled the blanket tighter around him, he tried not to think deeply about it. The house heavy with silence except for the sound of fire woods crackling. Somehow it didn`t helped one bit, and only helps add to the deafening silence. The snow outside absorbs all sounds,

Book I This tale is about Etienne, Etienne carries the burden of his family name with him even in their death. It wasn`t supposed to be like this, he was supposed to be free. Join Etienne as the ghost of his family haunt him, the chain around his neck was his own making. Despite fear clogged in his throat and suffocating him, he never surrendered. Turns out, there are bigger problems he should be worried about. Like his lost memories and glimpses of strange things haunting him.