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Of course, it wasn’t that they didn’t look good together when they fought. Karta’s characteristically cold expression and Duke Delcart’s soft gaze were a surprisingly good match. They stood facing each other, their beautiful appearances like a painting. A handsome man beside another handsome man. Fiogen’s face, watching the two, bloomed with a pleased smile. “Ahem. Karta. Why are you so on edge today of all days?” Fiogen intervened, trying to calm the situation. At her words, Duke…- 39.4 K • Ongoing
Ellie, fast asleep. Her brown head bobbed precariously, threatening to fall forward. A round, wet spot marked the open pages of her Bible. Daniel frowned. How incredibly annoying. He would have preferred not to notice, but now that he had, he couldn't just ignore it. Sighing deeply, Daniel straightened Ellie’s Bible and gently pushed the back of her head against it. Thump. Her head rested securely on the book’s spine. Daniel turned back to Ian, who was biting his lip, desperately trying to…- 29.7 K • Ongoing
He offered a kind smile. “It seems you have some questions about my explanation.” The Duke, who knew Lilian almost as well as Cairn himself, quickly grasped her thoughts. “So, Your Grace, is there something you desperately wanted but couldn't have?” “No.” His firm denial sent an inexplicable chill through Lilian. “Then why must Cairn, your son, learn to give up?” The Duke’s lips twitched—a familiar reaction to her unexpected questions. “Well… everyone in the House of…- 17.5 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…- 72.7 K • Ongoing
- A moment later, the carriage carrying them came to a stop with a jolt. The door opened, and the Beaufort family's knight extended his hand. “We have arrived.” “Thank you.” Accepting his escort naturally, the sisters and their maids alighted in turn. The Grey siblings seemed to have arrived just moments before. Caroline was holding a parasol, exquisitely embroidered with delicate lace and intricate needlework. Perhaps thanks to this, even from a distance, they could clearly see the siblings…
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- Flora nodded as if she knew what Vivian was thinking without her having to say anything more. “Aha. You’ve taken an interest in medicinal plants? That’s why you’re studying all those related books.” “Yes! That's right. And I thought it might be helpful to my family later on… since it’s not something taught at the Academy.” Flora looked at Vivian with a proud gaze. ‘It is information that’s difficult to come across unless you actively seek it out. I was worried something…
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He spoke as if asking the most obvious question. Sienna’s legs gave way at his words, and she sank to the ground, feeling her blood drain from her body. Death? Would she be hanged like in the movies? Hey! You promised to save me! Sienna cried inwardly, thinking of Damon, who had vanished without a trace. “Get up.” “No, wait… Time. Time out.” “The cook’s name is Time. You’re out of time. Ha ha ha.” He glanced at his companion, clearly pleased with his own wit. The other man…- 26.6 K • Ongoing
Her voice barely above a whisper, almost a plea, she managed, “Then you should dance with me, Cal.” She’d intended a playful retort, the kind common in social circles, but the overwhelming embarrassment made her voice tremble. He finished playing a short phrase and straightened up. He lightly grasped her shoulders, then released them. “Call me Cal, Sophie. You’ve been doing so well.” With that, he kissed the top of her head and left, as if he’d completed some task. Looking back, it was…- 41.7 K • Ongoing
- The servant smoothly changed the subject to praise of the Duke. Sophia, however, was too stunned to speak. The medicine she took, identical to this one, was used to sedate animals before they were killed. ‘Haven’t you been sleeping poorly? Are you taking your medicine?’ The Duke’s words echoed in her mind, sending a chill down her spine. But she quickly shook her head. She had taken her medicine last night, and she felt fine now. It was probably just a coincidence that the bottles were the…
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- A single tear escaped Sophia's eye. She hastily wiped it away, but Felix, noticing her distress, caught her hand with a worried expression. “Are you truly alright?” “Oh, it’s not that. I was just… touched by your words. I’m fine, really.” “….” Sophia threw her arms around Felix’s neck, a sob escaping her as she used his shirt to dry her tears. “….” Felix waited patiently for his sister's crying to subside. Then, a strange sensation alerted him. “…Sophie,…
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