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Once the door closed, Lennard awkwardly withdrew his hand. “I'm sorry you had to hear that.” “It's alright. The Duchess has every reason to be suspicious.” I'd have objected, too, if the grandson I'd raised with such care announced he was marrying the very woman he'd broken his engagement with. When I met Lennard's gaze and smiled, a faint blush colored his cheeks. “Shall we go discuss the contract, then?” “Ah, yes.” In silence, we crossed the ducal estate's peaceful…- 50.3 K • Ongoing
ing by her behavior over the past few days, he had expected her to wield a knife backward, if at all. However, Shariette, preoccupied with her ongoing dilemma, remained oblivious to their scrutiny. Was there another spy I wasn't aware of? Two years ago, shortly after she’d helped Nox escape, the information she’d passed on to the Rubelletes included a list of spies. The culprit was likely someone who had survived the purge or had been planted afterward. The question is, how do I tell…- 46.9 K • Ongoing
- “Wait for me. I will destroy every last Argen and get you out of this place.” “You will be safe in Rubelot. I give you my word that my collaborators are thoroughly protected.” The weight of his promise lightened the weight of his guilt, enough to ignore the whispers of his instincts. The woman, who had been gazing at him steadily, nodded. He should have known it was her last lie. *** Rubelot declared a territorial war on Argen for breaking the peace treaty. It had been…
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- Two years ago. He knew they were mad, but not this mad. Noxian Rubelot was forced to admit he had underestimated the sheer lunacy of the Marquis Argen’s family. It was a painfully, shamefully sharp realization. Even if the engagement document was worth less than a trade invoice, it was a contract guaranteed by the king. To think they would stab him in the back before the ink on the seal was even dry. The damn Argens. He ground his teeth, vowing to make them pay. Whatever concoction they’d forced on…
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Etheldred Yel Ezekiel Steffen.Twelve years later, he was the hero of the Ezekiel Empire, having led them to a great victory in the five-year war against Maegul. Holder of the title "Yel," bestowed upon the "Sword of the Empire." The cold, austere Duke of the North. These were the automatic responses anyone would give if asked about Etheldred. But to Ariel, he was simply her childhood friend, someone with whom she shared a significant number of memories. After all, it was he and her cousin who had protected…- 25.0 K • Ongoing
I think I understand the hidden meaning in those words. You’re asking why I would believe the ramblings of a madman, plagued by delirium and trapped in this labyrinth for years. “…You confessed to having committed a sin. If it were me, I would have hidden it. But you didn't.” “But I didn’t say what that sin was.” “And that's why I believe you. At least, I believe you didn't lie. If it were me, if I truly wanted to escape from here… I would have hidden the fact that I’d…- 26.2 K • Ongoing
- Ariette’s shoulders twitched. Checking the remaining time, she moved her hand more boldly. The soft, yielding texture still felt unfamiliar, and her face flushed at the sensation of her hand becoming slick, but she didn't stop. Her desire to free him had grown even stronger. Yet, despite her longing, every time her fingers brushed against her sensitive clit, her body shuddered. She felt the flush spread from her face down to her chest. The very act of touching herself, exposed like this before him,…
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- “!” The taut bud of her clit ground hard against her thigh, sending a jolt of electricity from her toes to the top of her head. A cry caught in her throat, stifled by his lips. Just as she instinctively clutched at something when afraid or aroused, Ariette gripped his sex tightly, unable to cry out. Soon, the hot, pulsing organ in her hand throbbed and writhed, spurting thick ropes of semen in several bursts. The whitish fluid arced through the air, clinging to Ariette's right cheek and…
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Though perpetually single, I'd counseled countless friends on their romantic woes. One thing was certain: jealousy was the first sign of true love. Karta's demeanor, his very expression, screamed it. This was textbook jealousy. “Suddenly, this is all so amusing.” “Amusing?” Karta stood stiffly, a look of utter incomprehension on his face. Fiogen found his bewilderment incredibly entertaining. The book she’d read was a romance fantasy, so naturally, she’d assumed Karta would fall head…- 39.4 K • Ongoing
- “I was so surprised when you arrived with His Highness. You’re truly beautiful.” “The Princess of Baoradrem is indeed a beauty.” “I’m so sorry about what happened to your kingdom.” Breaking the silence, the noblewomen approached, showering Fiogen with their curated interest. Some complimented her appearance, while others subtly laced their words with disdain for her fallen kingdom. Looking at a cute woman with curly brown hair and a button nose, Fiogen nodded. “Compared to Karta,…
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