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“Anything?” Lilian was quite cunning. Truthfully, she hadn't been offended at all. What do you expect, you… you… impotent fool! Lilian’s usual words were far more barbed. Her performance had a single purpose. I’ll do anything. Cairn always gave her whatever she wanted when she sulked. What had he done that time she cried after he’d poked her in the side with a wooden sword during a play fight? I’m curious what a t*tmouse egg looks like. It should be in a hole in the tallest tree in…- 17.5 K • Ongoing
- Though Cairn could be brusque, Lilian knew him to be a gentleman. His current behavior—cruelty towards Victor and unreasonable stubbornness—left her awkwardly caught between the two men. Lilian hesitated. She'd never waltzed with anyone but Cairn. Yet, seeing Victor's consideration despite the uncomfortable situation Cairn had created, she felt compelled to agree. “Yes, Lord Regid. I would like that very much.” Victor smiled at her acceptance. “If any questions arise, Miss de Vermore, please…
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Ellie answered hesitantly. “But… they said it was a temporary position. Is it alright for me to ask to be moved to the kitchen?” She’d worked as a housemaid at the Baron’s estate, never in a kitchen. She’d barely secured this temporary position with her limited experience. Wouldn't requesting a kitchen transfer render it all pointless? Diana found Ellie's reasonable objection frustrating. It wouldn't be strange for a temporary employee to be dismissed for being picky about their work. Even…- 27.2 K • Ongoing
- “What’s that?” “A weapon!” Ellie replied energetically, adjusting her grip on the shovel. While others had armed themselves with brooms and dustpans, Ellie deemed them insufficient. If she couldn't knock it out in one blow, she’d only make it wary. Daniel recalled the rat he’d seen earlier: coarse fur, long tail, pointed snout. He winced. “To… catch the rat?” “Of course! They’re giving us a bonus…!” Ellie was excessively enthusiastic. If a rat didn't appear,…
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- A brown lump wriggled between her feet. Startled, Ellie sprang up. “Eek!” Realizing the cause, Ellie shrieked and hopped in place. The sudden scream drew everyone's attention in the dining hall. “What? What is it?” Squeak—a brown rat circled Ellie's feet. Daniel's face paled. His heels lifted involuntarily. Agitated, Ellie snatched a dry towel from the dining table. “Th-this, this rat!” She swung the towel wildly in the air. The rat darted under the table, dodging the…
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This is strange. I shouldn’t be seeing him now. My debutante ball is still four years away. Why…? Their first encounter had been at a Marquis’s ball, two years after her debut into society. Vivian rarely attended such events before her debut. And even the occasional outings with her sister had never resulted in such an incident. What’s going on? Was meeting this man an inescapable part of her destiny? A dark, pessimistic aura coiled around her heart, heavy as a stone. Despair washed over her, and…- 35.3 K • Ongoing
- “Hmph.” Vivian momentarily held her breath, anticipating the pain that was about to engulf her. Seconds ticked by, yet she felt neither pain nor any jarring sound. Puzzled, she cautiously opened her eyes and looked around. “Flora?” Flora had managed to throw herself forward, shielding Vivian in a tight embrace. If it weren't for her sister, Vivian's head would have slammed against the carriage wall. Smaller and lighter than Flora, Vivian was still jostled in her sister's arms. The…
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The scattered vials on the floor made her dizzy. Had he truly consumed all of those? The mind-control potion, fine, but the truth serum? Why? Blanche’s fan snapped against her cheek, interrupting her thoughts. “Are you deaf?!” Slap! “I asked why the potion isn’t working!” Slap! “Didn't I tell you I’d send you to Matthias if you disobeyed?!” Slap! Her memory was impeccable, wasn’t it? Shariette pointed at her throat, a…- 18.9 K • Ongoing
- "Well, I suppose showering affection on trash is typical of a rat." ‘Rat number 5,381.’ Shariette counted in her head, calmly relaxing her body. Detaching her consciousness from her wooden doll-like body was simple. She could free herself from all sensation if she wished. ‘When the Verit solution boils and turns yellow, add stinging nettles…’ To pass the time, she flipped through the pages in her mind, searching for the recipe for the medicine she had to make…
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- “…What should I do?” Shariette circled the unconscious man like a restless bird. Option one: run. “This is my house. Where am I supposed to run to?” Rejected. Option two: destroy the evidence and pretend nothing happened. “As if this guy would ever fall for that.” Rejected. Option three: eliminate the victim and witness. “More likely I’d be the one eliminated!” Rejected! Unable to find a solution, she crouched down, groaning as she whispered…
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