The Language of Love by Himura Asami

Remora

Remora: delay, hindrance.

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Disclaimer: I don’t own anything.

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Word Count: 100

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Mitsuki set off immediately, making sure to avoid her son; she didn’t want any delays. She traveled on her cloud, flying through the mountains and soaring through the peaks.

Her cruel smirk returned when she saw the large citadel.

The journey had been quick, which was perfect. Her solution needed to be expedient.

She set down in front of the gate of the large castle.

“Who goes there?” a guard asked from his place on the wall.

Mitsuki jumped lightly, landing right next to the young guard, causing him to back away with wide eyes.

“Send for your princess, pup.”

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You guys saw it coming.

Don’t pretend you didn’t.

T.N.T!