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“...Damn it, I knew it.” A shiver ran down Shariette’s spine, leaving her cold. Dismembered and displayed on the castle walls… The image flashed vividly in her mind—her head and limbs dangling from the ramparts. A little sign would probably read: Arjen’s Rat, A Traitor’s End. “Absolutely, positively… I cannot get caught.” Before her precarious situation was discovered, she had to find a way to break this cursed predicament. And then, run. Shariette made up her mind. From today…- 46.9 K • Ongoing
- *** The journey from Rubelot Castle to the capital usually took three days at a fast pace. Noxian Rubelot covered that distance in a single day. Having changed out of his blood-and-iron-soaked clothes, he sat as if rooted to the spot. ‘She sleeps soundly after turning my world upside down.’ Noxian stared impassively at the sleeping woman. Her white hair, her white cheeks, all were pale. With her vibrant emerald eyes veiled by white lashes, she looked as if she might dissipate into the…
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- “I’m sorry! It was all Lord Eden’s doing!” As soon as Shariette lost consciousness, Mila, without even waiting for her name to be called, quickly prostrated herself before the Duchess and Nixia. Shariette had been right. Eden wouldn't give her, his accomplice and witness, the antidote. He'd silence her, if anything. So, who here, besides Shariette, could help her? The judgment of a person fighting for survival was as swift as light. Mila, head bowed, poured out her confession in a…
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After Limerio collapsed, two of his subordinates, seemingly hidden in the adjacent room, burst out. Quickly assessing the situation, they seized Sienna and dragged her to the dungeon. Sienna was furious. They hadn't shown their faces when she was being beaten, but the moment Limerio was hurt, they appeared to capture her! “They should be ashamed of themselves…” she grumbled under her breath. The grating screech of an unoiled metal door echoed around her. It slowly creaked open. Could Limerio…- 26.6 K • Ongoing
- Sienna's knuckles turned white. Brother. She trembled, the phantom echo of Soohan's voice ringing in her ears, a voice she shouldn't be able to hear. Did you hurt like this too? Were you this scared and in pain? Her gaze was fixed on the rag in her hand, but her attention was riveted on Damon. Sister, it hurts. Thwack! Sienna scrubbed faster, desperate to escape the suffocating atmosphere. The carpet could be damaged by such vigorous scrubbing, but that hardly mattered now. With each brutal strike…
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- I felt a growing unease after overhearing the maids' gossip. It wasn't simply the prospect of witnessing a child's punishment. As I walked down the hallway, memories I had long suppressed surfaced like a chilling mist. I remembered my younger brother, Soohan, who died at the same age as Damon, a victim of relentless bullying. A cold sweat trickled down my spine as I pictured him lying bruised and lifeless in the funeral home. A tightness gripped my chest, making it hard to breathe, and I stopped in the…
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- Inside the room stood a man whose finery seemed out of place in the castle. Gold embroidery traced patterns across his blue coat, above a collar stiff with ruffles. In this dilapidated old castle, only one person would dress so: Limerio Carlton, the lord’s steward and young Master Damon’s tutor. Fearing she’d be accused of slacking, Sienna quickly grabbed a nearby mop and dipped her head in a respectful bow. “You called for me?” “Ink has spilled on the carpet.” But Limerio didn’t…
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- “Ugh…” A groan, heavy with the exhaustion of a difficult life, echoed down the empty hallway. Sienna knelt, clutching a worn-out brush. Her wrists trembled from the strain of scrubbing the floor without proper cleaning supplies. “Oh, my life…” she murmured weakly, still gripping the brush. Just days ago, Sienna had lived in a world where vacuums cleaned and washing machines laundered. Now, inexplicably, she found herself in this medieval-style building, wearing a threadbare maid’s uniform,…
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*** Ariel made her way to the Second Plaza in the center of Oberon. She had heard that children her age gathered there, but she hadn’t been particularly interested. I'm eight years old, what do I need friends for? However, the Second Plaza itself did pique her curiosity. It had been closed off since the discovery of ancient ruins there when she was very young, and she had never had the chance to visit. It should be open now that I'm eight, right?Humming a tune, Ariel strolled along the paved…- 25.0 K • Ongoing
Judging by the strangely beautiful scenery and their perpetually clean bodies, it seemed, as he said, that fairies still resided in this labyrinth. If so, perhaps all of this was truly their doing. But a question still lingered. What possible reason could the fairies have for doing this? “Have you… offended the fairies in some way?” “Certainly not. I’d have every reason to maintain amicable relations with them.” “But then how did…” “In any case, you’re not a fairy, are…- 26.2 K • Ongoing
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