Señora の小説・ストーリー

Inside, the sits upon a coral throne, her serene presence commanding respect and wisdom. Selena approaches Queen Eria, her heart swaying within her chest. She curtsies respectfully before speaking, her expression filled with a mix of trepidation and determination. "Mother, I seek your counsel and guidance. I have come across something... something that fills me with concern and uncertainty. May I share it with you?"

I knock on the door for apartment 4B, which is directly across from my unit, which should be labeled 4C, but the 3 fell off long ago. A moment later, the door opens and Mrs.Cruz, a tall woman with olive colored skin, hair that’s more gray than black anymore, and kind eyes, smiles at me. “Hola, Athena", she beams, her voice carrying a bare hint of her accent. “Hola, Mrs. Cruz,” I smile back at her, smiling.

Was all of this possible because of what Az and Finn do when they step outside these gates? "Oh, you are perfect my dear," an older woman with an apron steps in front of me, her graying hair sticking out from beneath a bonnet. "Would you be so kind as to come with me?" her smile is warm, but at my hesitation, her eyes go wide, "Please excuse me," the skin on her cheeks redden. "I'm Senna, an omega that works in the kitchen here, but you can just call me Grams," Senna motions towards the large building in the center of the town. "We're preparing a large dinner in a show of appreciation for the pack, and there is a bit of an argument ensuing inside over seasonings, if you get my drift."

'On the surface, madam may look like a weak omega, but she has the same imperative aroma as our Boss. The elevator door opened a few seconds later, and Selena walked out with Craig and Mathew not too far behind. As they approached her office, a classic-looking lady walked up to Selena with a friendly expression on her face, but Selena did not appeared moved my her kind face. "Good morning, boss." She said with a stiff smile. "Who are you?" Selena asked. "Oh, sorry. I am Gravia, and I am your secretary." "Gravia, do you work for me or the company?"

(Translation: Sir that junior Gorbachev is out with a girl. After some seconds someone asked something back to him making the man to roam his eyes and then he replied "No señor, la señora no está con ellos." (Translation: No sir, madam is not with them.) As soon as he replied, he call hung up making the man to walk away from there. _______________

“And that old lady in the center—she’s our grandma.” Siena’s eyes landed on the elderly woman seated like a queen at the heart of it all, her face locked in a permanent scowl, as if she’d just bitten into something sour. “That’s Cristiano’s mother, Soraya—the first wife of Vittorio Vitelli,” Gino added, nodding toward a stiff-looking woman beside Vittorio. She looked more aged than Siena had expected. Her eyes were hollow and strained, her posture tense. She was fuller in the waist and arms, and though her hair was carefully styled, the blonde strands couldn’t hide the streaks of silver running through them.

"I am Veronica Vane. I am your one and only true Queen and Herald. No impostor can bring me down to the ground." I flew in front of Elspeth and whispered to her ear, "Even you, Elspeth… don’t have the capability to overpower me."

I guess it will be long before they start to accept each other's relations, clearing all other differences between them. And while I'm seeing them both chatting together, I'm worried about what Grace wants to talk about to me because her face doesn't seem to change even after dinner. She seems to be in some kind of deep thoughts, I don't know what, but the question is, do I want to ask her the reason for it? I guess I have to, she is pregnant and her mood affects not only her health but also her baby's. Grace is both Daniel's girlfriend and the mother of the child and Jayce's sister, so my relationship with her doubles somehow, so taking care is my responsibility too.

she exclaimed as I rushed to the door, and indeed it is an angel. The angel in fact is a lady, the most beautiful lady that I've ever seen who seems to be in her mid thirties. She had long titanium hair and eyes that matches her shirt white dress... Her skin almost glowing. She literally looked like someone out of a fairy tale. The smile the lady was giving Rachel faded when she saw me, and was replaced with a sad look. "You look just like your mother" She murmured and I swallow hard, clutching the door knob tightly.

Dove exclaimed. “ Anyway, I never got your name,” Amaria asked, The woman smiled and said, “ Knowing my name isn't necessary, you can just call me grandma, ” “ Alright grandma, thank you for the potion but I apologize … I can not take it from you, you are in more pain than I am right now, please take it,” Amaria said with a bow as she stretch out the potion in her hand. The elderly lady sighed and said, “ You are quite observant I must say, alright I will take the potion back”, she took it from her hand.