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Chapter 25 - Magic Seeing me standing there, mouth agape, Awen waved a hand in front of my face as if to rouse me. “Miss Cle~ric.” “Yes, yes!” “Oh! You can speak. What a relief. I was at a loss, wondering what I’d do if you were a foreigner.” “Haha… I may have picked up a bit of a Caro accent, but I’m not from out of town.” “The Caro Duchy? You must like to travel. I like traveling, too.” Of course you do. For him to have left the Imperial Palace at an…- 53.0 K • Ongoing
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…- 72.7 K • Ongoing
- At Caroline’s touch, the reading room door slid open, smooth and silent. So it reacts to royal blood? How fascinating. Vivian swallowed another question and followed the Grey siblings inside. The Beaufort sisters once again found themselves overcome with awe. Vivian’s round eyes widened until they were as round as the full moon. “My goodness!” “Is this place a combination of a botanical garden and a reading room?” A faint excitement colored the voice of the ever-composed…
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- This is certainly different from a normal reading room or the library at the Beaufort estate. It seems like they’ve collected only unusual books rather than common ones. The vast collection of densely packed books and research materials captured Vivian’s attention. There was not only the encyclopedia of the empire’s rare medicinal herbs—a copy of which the Beauforts also owned—but also research on plants from continents she had never even heard of. For Vivian, it was nothing short of a…
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“I was merely stating what I felt. Was there something problematic about it?” He widened his eyes as if he genuinely had no idea, and I opened my mouth in frustration. “I mean, there are other ways to phrase it besides such… embarrassing words, aren't there?” “For example?” “Well, you could say something like… your body feels like it's melting when I touch it… hm?” My mouth snapped shut almost immediately. The words I’d just uttered sounded even stranger than his, and…- 13.5 K • Ongoing
- “Liana, you don’t mean…” “Hm? What? Why did you stop?” Enoch paused, as if choosing his words, his dark eyebrows furrowing with concern. What was that? That pitying look felt familiar. As expected, Enoch looked at me with an almost painful tenderness before speaking. “Is your memory that bad? Just how serious is your condition…?” “…What?” “It’s alright, Liana. Don’t worry too much.” Misinterpreting my stunned expression, he gently patted my shoulder…
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However, every time Ariel attempted a kind gesture, Etheldred would figuratively slap her in the face. “What are you staring at?” This little… Ariel’s cheeks puffed out. While her rational mind told her, Be patient, he’s just a kid, an uncontrollable surge of anger welled up inside her. Why do I have to be patient just because he's a kid? Am I, a twenty-year-old, supposed to fight with a child? But I want to hit him! I’m so mad! I want to yell at him! Finally, words burst out without a…- 25.0 K • Ongoing
- With sparkling eyes, Ariel began to read all thirty-five volumes of the fairytales. When she was done, she quietly closed the last book and muttered, “Just as I thought. They’ve shit on expensive paper.” Not a single one of them was normal. Imprisonment, child abuse, bullying, attempted murder, mass terrorism—observing the countless crimes within the books, Ariel swore under her breath. Well, they get punished later, so I guess that’s fine. What she disliked the most, however, was the…
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- After everyone had left the room and she had washed with the help of a maid, Ariel lay in bed and slowly looked around. The room was familiar, the same one she had used until she was fifteen. The furniture seemed a little smaller than she remembered, but she recalled each piece, as they had been her favorites. If anything was different from then, it was her hunger. Washing had only made her hungrier. Oh, I’m so hungry. It was as if the appetite of young Ariel, the lingering effects of the gymnast…
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“I want to live a quiet life in the countryside. Where no one knows me.” The Duke sighed. He led her to his bedroom; this conversation was not meant for the ears of wandering servants. They sat facing each other across a small table. “You could use Prince Karta’s influence.” Under normal circumstances, that would be unthinkable, but with Karta so enamored, he would likely grant her any request. “Let me rephrase. I want to leave without Karta…- 39.4 K • Ongoing
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