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Stories 21
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A ripple of emotion disturbed the stillness of Arthur's gaze as he thought of Vivian. The murmur of voices drifted from the hallway. Two servants entered the room. One tilted her head, muttering, “Huh? Why is the window open?” “Someone must have forgotten. It’s not like it’s the storeroom or the kitchen.” “True. Still, whoever it was should have finished their work. Why leave the trolley like this?” “Right. We’ll be the ones getting scolded. Let’s clean this up quickly.”…- 72.7 K • Ongoing
- A crimson line appeared on Arthur's pale, slender neck. The sharp tip of the blade had etched a scarlet scratch just above his Adam's apple. It was a deliberate act, yet not intended to be fatal. Only Evan, with his masterful control of the sword, could have achieved such precision. Monstrous control, Arthur thought, a fraction deeper and I wouldn't be standing here. He maintained his beautiful smile, his gaze fixed on Evan. Even with the cold blade against his throat, Arthur's face remained impassive,…
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“Anything?” Lilian was quite cunning. Truthfully, she hadn't been offended at all. What do you expect, you… you… impotent fool! Lilian’s usual words were far more barbed. Her performance had a single purpose. I’ll do anything. Cairn always gave her whatever she wanted when she sulked. What had he done that time she cried after he’d poked her in the side with a wooden sword during a play fight? I’m curious what a t*tmouse egg looks like. It should be in a hole in the tallest tree in…- 17.5 K • Ongoing
Taking his silence as tacit agreement, Ellie continued in a hushed tone. “Have you ever kissed anyone?” This time, Daniel let out a sigh loud enough to blow the roof off. Ellie clearly saw him as just another maid in the room. If she had sensed anything even remotely amiss, she wouldn't be pestering him with such nonsense in the middle of the night. “You said just listen.” “I haven’t.” Ellie rambled on again, unprompted. She seemed to believe that if she opened up to him, he would…- 29.7 K • Ongoing
“You seem to have plenty of company for someone who’s bored.” His touch was gentle. Flustered, Fiogen forced a wider smile, rationalizing that he hadn’t grasped the situation yet. “Oh, Karta, you’ve wasted your life. Having people around doesn’t mean I’m entertained. Just because it’s crowded doesn’t mean my heart is.” Karta nodded in agreement. Fiogen’s expression faltered at his affirmation. Through the open doorway, she could see the chefs and other staff. They were likely…- 39.4 K • Ongoing
“Just… just wondering where the lilies are,” she stammered, biting her lip. She remembered her mother’s warning never to start a sentence with “just,” saying nothing made her seem more foolish. The Duke, however, seemed unconcerned. He glanced around. “I believe I heard they’re in the greenhouse. Shall we go and see?” “But Felix…” “It’s fine. You want to see them, don’t you? Felix is enjoying himself. I guarantee it.” His tone and demeanor seemed lighter than…- 41.7 K • Ongoing
- “And half is practically all the way.” “That’s a novel way of looking at things.” “I’ve always lived by that philosophy. So don’t try to stop me. I’m determined to walk home.” The Duke shook his head, a gesture of amused resignation, and extended his hand. Sophia took it without hesitation. They walked in silence for a while. As the sky darkened, Sophia, seemingly emboldened by a touch of fear, began to talk again. “Are you sure this is the right…
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- On the return journey, the Duke abruptly exited the carriage, declaring his intention to walk home alone. His guests were taken aback. The road back to the Count's estate was muddy from the rain, and walking was considered undignified for a nobleman, especially one of the Duke's stature, and without a single escort. Yet, because it was the Duke who had spoken, everyone remained silent, watching him depart with bewildered expressions. They exchanged glances, murmuring that something must have…
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Lennard struggled to pull his hand from mine. He looked quite angry. But was this really the time for such concerns? I firmly held on. “So, what do I need to do?” I looked at Benedict. He hesitated for a moment before explaining. “First, close your eyes.” As I closed my eyes, the heat radiating from Lennard’s hand felt even more intense. “Imagine you’re absorbing the heat emanating from Lennard’s body.” Still clutching his hand, I imagined the heat flowing into me.…- 50.3 K • Ongoing
- "No, this… this is a misunderstanding." "How filthy and vulgar. Did I raise you to be like this?" Contempt and fury radiated from my mother's eyes as she spoke. Each word was as sharp as a blade. "Don't go anywhere for the time being; just stay home. I'm too ashamed to show my face in public!" When I remained silent, my mother slammed the door and left. My family was always like this. They considered my words as excuses and only believed what strangers said. This had…
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