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How excruciating must the pain be…? Suddenly, Nayul realized that everyone around her was far too calm. None of the servants in the corridor moved a muscle, including the head maid who had stopped beside her. Wouldn't they normally rush to calm their master if he were screaming like that? But no one seemed to have any intention of doing so. Instead, their faces were impassive, as if this were a familiar occurrence. “To have this happen on your first day… you’re unlucky.” The head maid…- 7.1 K • Ongoing
- “I’m told she hasn’t been a slave for long.” “And hideously ugly.” Ha Nayul listened impassively to Count Aurel’s assessment. She had never been one to care much for her looks anyway. Besides, she knew she was far from ugly enough to warrant such a critique, so the words had no effect on her. Back home, she had been beautiful enough to be told she could be a celebrity. Her looks had become even more striking after she’d Awakened as an S-Class Hunter, a natural side effect of the…
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- “Have her washed before she sees the master.” “Yes, Head Maid.” With that, Nayul was shoved into what appeared to be a washroom. She was expected to bathe herself; no one was willing to wait on a slave. Frankly, Nayul preferred it that way. It’s been so long since I’ve had a proper bath. Her purification skill had kept her reasonably clean, but she had longed for the simple luxury of hot water. After bathing, Nayul dressed in the clean clothes and towel that had been left for…
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Etheldred knew the looks people gave him. Scorn and fear. He knew that beneath the subservient politeness, there was always fear. So, he thought things would be different with Ariel now that they were older. She would know what his red eyes meant. She would run away. The image of Ariel recoiling from him was so vivid that Etheldred distanced himself. He was used to it, but he didn’t want to experience it again. Yet, his eyes always followed her. That was why he agreed to Iris’s…- 25.0 K • Ongoing
- “Of course. I’ll bring it out for dessert.” “Yay! Okay!” Ariel immediately snatched up her fork and knife, her legs swinging cheerfully under the table as her mood brightened. Terry smiled at her simple-minded delight. “It’s yummy!” Ariel beamed at Terry, her mouth full of chicken. Etheldred’s brow twitched as he watched the two of them. He liked neither the flush on Ariel’s cheeks nor the smile on Terry’s face. And they just exchanged a look, didn’t they? His eyes…
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- One hour earlier. “Rod, when will Ariel be having breakfast?” Rodbrill glanced at his pocket watch. Etheldred considered this for a moment before speaking. “Something soft, that she can eat without her teeth. And…” “And?” “...Meat.” When Rodbrill tilted his head in question, Etheldred added nonchalantly, “...She’ll be a handful if there’s no meat.” He was speaking to Rodbrill, but he was also trying to convince himself. Right. It’s not that I’m looking out…
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Ariette tried to escape, though she didn't even know why, but it was already too late. He turned his head sharply, his mouth opening wide. Her lips were helplessly swallowed by his comparatively larger ones. Before she could react, her jaw ached from being forced open, and a serpent-like tongue slithered inside. Their tongues, all three of them, intertwined thickly, a sensation she didn't dislike. Or rather, she didn't have time to distinguish between like and dislike. She was simply dazed, the feeling…- 26.2 K • Ongoing
- Ariette took another step. Three more to the bars. “Ashelon, how long have you been trapped in here?” “About a month, I’d say.” Another step. Now only two remained. “Have you seen anyone else this whole time?” “No. You’re the first.” She took one more stride. Just a single step from the cage, he smiled—a smile that made her stomach turn. “...It must have been suffocating.” “It’s fine. Now that you’re here.” Ariette took the final step, bringing…
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- Savior. The word echoed in her ears. But that was not the look one gave a savior. It was the look of a predator toying with its prey. And yet, Ariette could not afford to hesitate. A conviction had taken root in her mind: her only way out of this maze was to free him, and to do that, she first had to get close. Five steps. That was the distance separating her from the iron bars. One step, surely, would be safe. The moment she took a cautious step forward, his gaze sharpened, becoming more blatant.…
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“Don’t die! Karta!” A chuckle escaped Karta’s lips at Fiogen’s words. He was feverish and ached, yet strangely, laughter kept bubbling up. Karta had never been nursed back to health before. It was a new and unsettling realization, but family had always been an empty word for him. His mother, consumed by her own death wish, had shown no interest in Karta’s suffering. The Emperor, who treated him with icy indifference, had simply looked away. In his early childhood, the injustice of it all had…- 39.4 K • Ongoing
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