She knew Orion and Maeve wouldn't take it lightly if they were caught hiding something.
However, for some reason, after following Orion for the last two days, the idea that the youngest Key Leader, architect of the Orion's Cities, and the next Village Chief had something to hide, especially with an influential figure within the Pixie Kingdom, was enough to make her stay a little longer and be tempted by what was happening.
Suddenly, the main door of the building was pulled open again, and to her surprise, Maeve stepped out alone. She scanned the surroundings cautiously as if making sure she wasn't being followed before swiftly taking flight into the air.
Witnessing this scene, Isadora's mind raced with questions.
'What's going on? What happened to Mr. Orion? Why did she come out alone?' Isadora thought, her concern growing.
She felt an immediate urge to rush into the building and check on Orion. However, she quickly remembered what she had been told about Orion's strength and realised he wouldn't go down without a fight.
Isadora took a deep breath to calm her racing thoughts before she took flight, chasing after Maeve. If Maeve had ill intentions towards Orion, she was determined to uncover them and intervene before it was too late.
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window.pubfuturetag = window.pubfuturetag || [];window.pubfuturetag.push({unit: "64ce79d606107d003c23ea27", id: "pf-5140-1"})Fifteen minutes later
"What is she up to?" Isadora muttered to herself, trailing behind Maeve as she watched the Vice Guildmaster return to the building with four Pixie women following closely beside her.
Isadora had observed how Maeve had subtly called each woman aside, ensuring they weren't being watched before they left whatever they were doing and followed her.
As the five of them disappeared behind the closed door, Isadora's heart raced with anxiety. Her mind spun as she tried to understand everything she had just witnessed.
Meanwhile, a furry white head poked out from her leafy attire. The small, snowy-furred creature peered around cautiously before fixing its gaze on Isadora and clambering onto her shoulder from inside her leafy dress.
Isadora noticed her magical beast's emergence and softly rubbed its small head. "It's okay, I'm not in danger. I've just gotten myself anxious thinking about something very important," she said, sighing wearily.
Her eyes widened as she looked at her beast. "Why don't you help me look at what's happening within the building?" she suggested, pointing toward the distant building Maeve and the others had entered.
The magical beast narrowed its eyes at the building's structure, scanning its surroundings before shaking its head. It descended from Isadora's shoulder and attempted to retreat back into her leafy dress to return to its slumber. However, Isadora quickly caught it and hugged it.
window.pubfuturetag = window.pubfuturetag || [];window.pubfuturetag.push({unit: "64cc9e79c7059f003e4ad4b0", id: "pf-5109-1"})"Come on, don't you want to help me? You know I wouldn't have asked for your help if it wasn't urgent, right?" Isadora pleaded, hoping it would agree.
The small snowy-furred beast remained silent momentarily, then opened its small jaws and stretched its tongue to lick Isadora's cheek.
Witnessing its reaction, Isadora smiled brightly, knowing it had accepted to help her.
"Okay, let's make a plan then. This is who I want you to find..." Isadora said, beginning to explain her idea.
The snowy-furred beast remained silent and listened thoughtfully to every word she spoke.
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Knock!! Knock!!
"Come in," Orion said, reclining on the large bed in the spacious room after taking his bath.
window.pubfuturetag = window.pubfuturetag || [];window.pubfuturetag.push({unit: "663633fa8ebf7442f0652b33", id: "pf-8817-1"})The door swung open, and Maeve entered, still dressed in her familiar mixed blue and yellow thigh-high dress, short black tights peeking out, a sword with a red jewel at her waist, and a shield on her back. The difference this time was the four young women following closely behind her.
The first woman, appearing in her early twenties, was dressed in a beautiful knee-length dress, her long black hair pouring down to her waist. She had a slim build and a moderate bust naturally filling her dress. The second woman wore a sleeveless collar shirt and a long matching skirt that reached down to her ankles, with similarly long black hair flowing in waves down her back. She also appeared to be in her mid-twenties, possessing a curvier build with birth-breeding hips that were quite appealing.
The third woman, appearing to be in her mid-twenties, was dressed in shorts and a long-sleeve collar shirt with the lower buttons undone, revealing a sizeable amount of cleavage. She appealing.
The third woman, appearing to be in her mid-twenties, was had short green bobbed hair, more prominent curves from her waist to her upper body, and thick, muscular thighs that caught Orion's gaze momentarily.
What also caught his attention were the scars scattered across her body, running from her legs, around her sturdy thighs, up to her neck, and some minor ones on her right cheek.
From the looks of it, she wasn't ashamed of her scars and even wore the most revealing attire among the women present. Sensing Orion's lingering gaze, the woman smiled lightly and winked at him.
As for the fourth woman, she appeared to be the youngest among them all, and if Orion had to guess, he would say that she seemed to be around his age. She had brown wavy hair and wore a long pair of black tights reaching her ankles and a light brown short-sleeve shirt stretching down to her upper thighs.
Her build was the most incredible among all the women present - a large pair of breasts that threatened to burst out of her shirt, seeming aslargeas her head. In contrast, her incredible buttocks pushed back against her black tights, their curves matching perfectly with her beautiful, thick legs.
Due to their immense differences in size, hehadn't beenable to properly know their staturespreviously.The only thing that remained clear was that they were all virtually appealing and attractive, and seeing them again now in his pixie size, he couldn't help but agree with his assumption that he was right.
As though sensing his lingering gaze on her, the woman shyly shifted her attention to the side, avoiding his gaze.
At that moment, Maeve suddenly said, "This is Ivy, Willow, Whisperwing, and Breezeflutter, everyone I mentioned to you about," she introduced the women from the first to the last.
