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I was genuinely surprised when Lowell's name appeared in a book I happened to open. I knew that those in high social positions, like the emperor, sometimes used myths, biographies, and other writings to cultivate a positive public image. But to write about him again in a book, even though he had only recently ascended the throne… Of course, it was utterly useless to me. The moment I saw Lowell’s name in the book, chills ran down my spine, and I slammed it shut. I didn't know the details,…- 18.7 K • Ongoing
- Chapter 8 - Interest “It’s mine, so I can do whatever I want with it.” That was Lowell’s magnificent logic. It truly fit his personality. I wanted to argue every single point, but Lowell was the one who paid, the one who signed the contract, and the one who had already declared Helion a gift. There was no room for objection. In fact, it should have been something I welcomed. That is, if I hadn’t seen Helion on the verge of tears the moment Lowell spoke. Even if they were destined mates,…
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I smiled slightly at my mother, who had followed me to my room to continue her nagging. There was only one way to stop this. "Here, this is a sapphire from that region. I thought of you." I handed her the sapphire ring I had prepared. Her expression changed instantly, and she playfully swatted my shoulder. "Oh, you shouldn't have!" "I thought of you when I saw it." Truthfully, I didn't feel a strong connection to the Schneider family. Part of it was distancing myself…- 17.1 K • Ongoing
- Everyone murmured their agreement, each suggesting potential soulmates within their sphere of influence for Lennard. Lady Schneider was the ideal candidate. Finding a young noblewoman from a family with a suitable title, but without ambitions in central politics, was proving difficult. As Edwin watched the nobles and church officials vying for the chance to provide Lennard with a soulmate, an idea struck him. “Let’s address the pressing matter first. Aren’t we here today to discuss Lennard's…
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- Edwin was in a foul mood. The mere thought of the meeting awaiting him made him feel suffocated. On top of that, news of his friend Lennard's impulsive behavior had him on the verge of a headache. “He’s completely lost it,” he muttered, grinding his teeth as he strode down the hall. Lennard's unexpected broken engagement had only improved the Emperor’s spirits, and Edwin was certain this meeting was another attempt to pressure him, using Lennard's situation as leverage. Trailing behind him,…
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Shariette began her livelihood with her only marketable skill. Denied a license to open a clinic or apothecary due to lacking formal qualifications, she'd settled on an herbalist shop as a second-best option. The unofficial side hustle—treating ailments—began when a joint pain remedy she gifted her landlord gained notoriety. Supply met demand, and for a while, this gray area was willingly overlooked. Until now! Shariette, regaining her composure, immediately pointed out the flaw in his logic. “This…- 18.9 K • Ongoing
- ing by her behavior over the past few days, he had expected her to wield a knife backward, if at all. However, Shariette, preoccupied with her ongoing dilemma, remained oblivious to their scrutiny. Was there another spy I wasn't aware of? Two years ago, shortly after she’d helped Nox escape, the information she’d passed on to the Rubelletes included a list of spies. The culprit was likely someone who had survived the purge or had been planted afterward. The question is, how do I tell…
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- Shariette recalled the information Nox had briefly shared with her on their journey. The gentle woman before her, with her golden hair and blue eyes, was the Duchess, Marianne Rubelot. The woman with the same raven hair as Nox was his sister, the Lady Nixia Rubelot. Shariette glanced between the Duchess and her children, who shared as much resemblance as a rosebush and a lily. She could almost picture the unseen Duke. As expected of the Rubelots, even their genes are potent. The epitome of those…
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The question was unexpected, interrupting her important clarification—that her confession hadn't been real. Besides, such a question seemed more suited to a hopeless romantic, not a man who wore an air of perpetual boredom. Did he believe in love? Or maybe that's it. He’s telling me love doesn't exist, so I should be grateful for this advantageous marriage proposal and just accept it. Sophia looked up at him, a rebellious thought forming in her mind. The duke’s usual playful expression was…- 12.5 K • Ongoing
- He regarded her for a moment before finally recounting the events of that night, his demeanor suggesting he was bestowing a great favor. His tone shifted back to its previous imperiousness. “I had an appointment. I was waiting for someone in the small drawing-room on the third floor when you suddenly burst in. You seemed quite startled to see me, and I assumed you would simply close the door and leave. Yet, even after realizing I was alone in the room, you came in.” Sophia blushed. She could vividly…
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