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*** Karta was interrupted mid-sword practice with news of a fire in the Imperial Palace. He clicked his tongue at the idiot responsible, then Fiogen flashed into his mind. Given her unprecedented behavior, setting the palace ablaze seemed entirely within her capabilities. Surely not. She has some sense of decorum. He initially dismissed the thought, but a nagging unease grew, demanding his attention. He turned to Duke Delcart. "Duke, where did the fire start?" The Duke tilted his head, observing the…- 39.4 K • Ongoing
But that also meant he didn't want that favor to be shared, especially not with a foreign prince. “Rest assured. I bestow my divine power on only a select few, including yourself. The prince will receive no such blessing.” Unlike a few days prior, she soothed and reassured her confidant, who was repeating the same concerns. Despite this undeniably generous treatment, Leonhardt remained silent, showing no outward reaction. Diana sighed softly. Leonhardt’s behavior was strange. But as emperor, she…- 32.0 K • Ongoing
Felix asked casually, and Sophia quickly checked to see if her mother had left. "Do you believe it, Felix?" "Believe what?" "That I'm engaged to the Duke." Felix, who had been playing the piano, paused, his fingers hovering over the keys. He hadn't expected her to bring it up so soon. Sophia, asleep for five months, was unaware of the furor her supposed engagement had caused. The news had even reached Felix, secluded in his mountain retreat. Although the Duke and her father were actively trying to…- 41.7 K • Ongoing
- Good heavens, and not the Duke? Sophia was shocked. ‘Is that why the Duke burned me in the Flame of Halas? Because I was unfaithful?’ But the Duke hadn't mentioned another man. He'd only said she had hurt herself, and that was why she'd burned. She'd vowed never to return, but she had. Sophia had assumed the Duke was responsible for her fiery demise, but now it seemed that wasn't the case. Sophia began piecing together this dream like a novel. This new character seemed a crucial clue. Good…
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Cairn had never truly been friends with Lilian. She was as capricious as ever, her audacity now replaced with a familiar willfulness. He retrieved a cigarette from a hidden leather case and lit it. “Master Cairn, Lady Frederick left a formal letter requesting your presence in Pushburn.” The footman, lingering after the Grand Duke and Duchess’s departure, discreetly inquired about the letter’s fate. “Throw it away,” Cairn said curtly, causing the footman to inhale sharply. Simultaneously,…- 17.5 K • Ongoing
My heart shriveled. Desperate to avoid being caught in a lie, I overcompensated, launching into exaggerated, high-pitched praise of Edward. “What are you talking about? I adore His Highness! He’s too good for someone like me. Honestly… How can someone be so handsome? Those intense eyes are the best. They make me want to just… melt.” I feigned the lovesick schoolgirl act, fighting the cringe. This was the only way Jade would believe me. Oh, the lengths I had to go to. “Luna… you’re…- 38.6 K • Ongoing
“To celebrate your recovery.” “You’re not being sarcastic, are you?” “There’s no reason to be.” Though the bottle appeared red, the wine poured a transparent hue. As if to prove it wasn’t poisoned, Lowell took a sip first. Then it was my turn. “I don’t particularly enjoy alcohol.” “I assure you, you’ll like this. I chose it specifically for you.” Finding no excuse to refuse, I closed my eyes and emptied the glass. The wine Lowell chose was…- 53.0 K • Ongoing
The moment I saw his face, I instinctively hid behind a pillar. What did I just see? Even after confirming the man's face, my mind remained blank. There are doppelgangers in the world. Yes, they weren't exactly alike. The man I spent the night with had gray hair. Silver hair was unique to the Duke of Verhagen in this empire! Yet, I followed the Duke of Verhagen's movements, circling the pillar. The stares I felt were sharp, but everyone seemed understanding. It must be a mistake. It must be…- 50.3 K • Ongoing
Noxian slowly closed and opened his eyes. Complete loss of consciousness. A deep, miraculous darkness. He regained awareness without the headache, dizziness, or nausea. How long had it been? The daily, agonizing pain that felt like his brain was being carved out had subsided. The sensation of floating, of being adrift, was gone, replaced by a feeling of being grounded. For the first time since that day. The world seemed incredibly sharp, vibrant. Two years he’d spent seeking out every competent…- 46.9 K • Ongoing
- Fiogen stifled a yawn, sitting sullenly in the prince's bedchamber. She'd thought the arms she'd fallen asleep in last night belonged to a god, but they were Karta Helseiro's. That in itself was a considerable shock. "So, this isn't the afterlife, it's just… the Empire? Right?" The attending handmaidens nodded, focused on her words. While the Empire and the Kingdom shared a common language, subtle regional variations in pronunciation existed, much like dialects. Irritation pricked at…
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