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Happy Halloween!🎃

Fontaine had decided to celebrate Halloween for the first time. The streets were littered with pumpkins, artificial cobwebs clung to shop windows, and even decorative spiders appeared in ladies' hats.

Clorinda, like many others, took an active part in decorating the Epiclesis. When everything seemed to be finished, another vendor delivered the last batch of pumpkins. A mistake occurred, and extra decorations arrived, but there was nothing to be done; she had to accept them as well. With skillful swordplay, the girl attempted to move them. Alas, the vegetables proved too heavy.

"Need help?" - the cheerful question broke the duelist from her thoughts.

Wriothesley, of all people, was the last one she was prepared to see in this time. However, without hesitation, she gladly accepted the help. Especially since it was already getting dark and raindrops were constantly falling from the sky.

"Where should I put this one? It's the last one," - the Duke easily lifted the red pumpkin onto his shoulder. He turned around. And he didn't meet anyone. A purple mist was spreading along the paths near the Epiclesis.

"Is that electro?" - the man merely raised an eyebrow. There was no answer.

A chill literally ran down his spine. Wriothesley turned, his eyes catching the dark hem of a dress. Another turn and he met violet eyes. Quite a Clorinda, but something was off.

The girl examined the man carefully and, without further ado, yanked his shirt aside. Buttons rained down on the cobblestones.

"What the...?" -the Duke was taken aback, but didn't drop the pumpkins.

"Quiet!" - the girl commanded, caressing his firm chest, - "I'm casting a spell."

P.S. Then the bewitched Duke assumed his festive form and went off with the newly minted witch to the party. A party that left only one selfie. A rather telling one, it should be noted.

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