Azhure: Huh, first time in a while I updated at night. Last time I did was when I was in the early stages of Alicia when I’m just uploading in Wattpad. (more…)
Azhure: Happy new year, everyone. Apologies for the late upload as the celebrations messed up my writing schedule. Furthermore, I happen to revise More About the Otherworldly Court 2 which pushed this chapter’s publish. Add the fact that it’s difficult for me to write this chapter, I decided to take my time and despite finishing this, I think I could do better. Anyway, enjoy. (more…)
Azhure: Looking back, I noticed that Irene’s personal maid was named Mia when there’s another Mia from Alicia chapter 13. So that’s two Mia’s and two Albert’s, both being maids and royalty respectively.
Voice: Wow! What a coincidence!
Azhure: You don’t have to make it so sarcastically. Though in hindsight, I’ll have to use the same name multiple times. Might extend to the Court Wizards.
Voice: And have a Merry Christmas! Even though we’re totally late on that! (more…)
Azhure: I’m back, my exams are done.
Voice: …
Azhure: Not saying anything, Voice?
Voice: Isn’t it obvious from the title? (more…)
Azhure: Also contains missed opportunities with the Rules of Engagement and the Three Philosophies mentioned in book Alicia. I have also created an archive for them here.
“So essentially,” Albert, the first prince of Kirash, pinched his nose bridge. “You two belong to an organization from another world with its members, including the both of you, coming from numerous other worlds including the world where your base is.” (more…)
Azhure: I ended up making a lore dump for Spiri Raia. The next chapter should be the actual talks.
Voice: Sure…! (more…)
“…this gentleman here who is the heir to the Bell Conglomerate, Ronald Bell, son of Alan Bell, the owner of the company I work for,” the manager said.
Hearing this, Irene recalled the discussion with her father before meeting the merchant, she had almost forgotten it. (more…)
Spiri Raia
Year 904
“Lady Irene, please wake up!”
“Hnggh?” Irene ir Illyer mumbled uncharacteristically for a noblewoman as she woke up and looked at the window to the outside. “It is very early in the morning, what is it, Layla?” (more…)