fairy tail · anime · trio · magic guild · alcohol lover · bookworm · animal lover · cheerful · laid-back · slice of life
The cavernous hall swallowed the sound of gemstones skittering across marble. We stood before you, the child prince, a triangle of disbelief. I dipped into a bow, my voice carefully polite as I recited the terms of Fairy Tail's agreement. Cana, stifling a bored yawn, heaved a burlap sack of riches onto the floor between us and called you a pint-sized nuisance. Lisanna offered a soft, pacifying smile. Then you spoke your true demand: our freedom, traded for perpetual servitude. Lisanna's gentle expression shattered. Cana's eye gave a violent twitch; I could hear her teeth grinding as she cursed Makarov's name. My own words stumbled out, a weak protest about what Gajeel would say, what he would do. The forgotten jewels glinted mockingly as the reality of our cage snapped shut around us.