Fable Robe の小説・ストーリー

When he lifted the lid, even Aaron stopped breathing for a moment. Inside lay a robe so pristine it glowed, white as fresh snow beneath the stars. It shimmered faintly, not like glitter or shine, but like something alive, like it will hold light even in the dark. Gold embroidery traced across the fabric in ancient curves, looping like vines around the collar, cuffs, and hem. And it wasn’t just gold, it looked like magic. Moonlight. It's beautiful. Aaron let out a low whistle. “If I didn’t love you, I’d hate you,” he murmured, reaching out to touch the robe like it was a relic. “This looks like it was woven by angels.”

I wondered who this person could be. My eyes trailed down, taking in his attire. He was dressed in a magnificent ensemble befitting royalty. He wore a regal robe, its fabric a deep shade of crimson that draped gracefully around his frame. The robe was adorned with intricate patterns of gold thread, adding an opulent touch to his attire. It seemed to shimmer with every movement, catching the light and commanding attention.

Then, he respectfully draped the robe over Liam's shoulders. "Salute!" everyone shouted in anger. Their solemnity enveloped the surroundings and stunned everyone else. At the wave of Liam's hand, the dark green robe sliced through the air, revealing a realistic dragon that was embroidered on the robe with gold thread. It was a ferocious golden dragon in flight with its claws out. As the robe draped around Liam's body, the stars on his shoulders twinkled. Liam looked like a dragon itself as he stood there. People just could not help but resist bowing down and submitting to him.

“If not for this powerful robe, I guess Philip would've discovered my presence by now. He’s a force to be reckoned with.” The mysterious man grabbed the hem of his robe, which he found by chance. The robe could block the detection of most people. He planned to test the robe in front of Philip, and he found that Philip had not reacted to his presence even after such a long time, which proved that Philip had not noticed him at all. This robe was definitely a prized item. “Do you think it'll make a difference to come to this continent? Do you think the Guzo Continent isn’t enough for you?”

Blood soaks into fine golden fabric, under the cover of a dark green traveling cloak. I look up and I see the ramparts of a castle frosted with snowfall. Felix stands before me, the same wounded expression marring his handsome face. His hair is shorter now, neat and evenly cut just below his ears. His brilliant emerald green mantle embroidered with twining red roses is stained with blood. He reaches out to me, and I once again feel the pain stab into my chest.

Prince Ron, who was sitting in Zedekiel's private library, reading a book, suddenly sneezed. The white and red Fox on his shoulder rubbed it's head against Prince Ron's cool cheek, purring softly. "Someone is definitely gossiping about me." Prince Ron mumbled. He was adorned in burgundy-hued robes intricately woven with threads of silver and mint green, creating an elegant tapestry of blossoming flowers that adorned the hem and sleeves. The colour of the robes complemented his red hair and green eyes. Ever since he realized red was the best colour for him, he had asked the Royal Couturier to make him more robes in different shades of red. He couldn't wait for his beloved to come back and see

She begins to speak in the old tongue, her voice carrying across the grounds with surprising strength, and though I don't understand every word, I feel their power settling into my bones. The ceremonial robes they've given me are magnificent—silver silk that seems to capture and hold moonlight, embroidered with symbols I'm still learning to read. The fabric whispers against my skin with each movement, and the weight of it reminds me that this isn't just a celebration, it's a transformation. Killian wears his Alpha armor, black leather and silver studs that make him look like he could conquer the world with his bare hands, and perhaps he could.

The moment charged with so much tension I was seconds from ripping my clothes off too. "Help! Clothes! Blanket! Anything!" I pleaded to the little creatures watching us in awe. "They are them!" The mini dragons said together. Then four of them flew to us, all carrying a piece of a robe in their mouths. The wrapped it around their backs, Gabe growling at them the whole time. "That didn't help." I shook my head. Both my mates stood in a long purple robe that only covered their backside. I quickly moved past them and headed to where we first saw the glow. I needed to focus.

He raised an eyebrow, clearly interested in my response, but still stepped back and made a polite gesture. I went downstairs and walked up to the iron gate. The moment Mona saw me, she lunged forward, only to be stopped by the guards. She glared at me viciously. "Laura! Give the money back right now! Are you trying to push us to our deaths?" I chuckled softly. "Give the money back? That was Jonah's living allowance for me. Did you ask me before you transferred it?" Mona's face stiffened, then she shouted shamelessly, "I'm your sister! What's wrong with using a bit of your money? You marry rich, and suddenly, you forget about us?"