aerie
Stories
12
Chapters
857
Words
4.7 M
Comments
32
Reading
16 d, 8 h
The curtain, blown by the wind, swept over the silhouettes of the two pressed tightly together. Beyond the open window, the distant noises of the peaceful outside world were faintly audible. "Haah. Leon... If someone sees us like this, nngh." Her body swayed, bringing her lips perilously close to the densely packed old books on the shelf. Each time the man's grip tightened on the back of Adeline's hand, braced against the bookcase, a piercing pressure, as if her whole body were being skewered, washed…- 112.4 K • Ongoing
- ‘Dahlia? What is she doing here?’ Perhaps it was the shock of seeing someone she hadn’t expected, but Evelyn’s greeting caught awkwardly on her tongue. “It really… has been a long time, Dahlia.” Then, she quickly forced her usual smile, pretending nothing was wrong. Watching them quietly, Chloe folded her arms and tilted her head. “I didn’t realize Lady Lorenheim had received an invitation to the gathering.” At those words, Dahlia lowered her gaze, her long…
- 723.2 K • Ongoing
- “Getting closer… you mean me and Axion?” Evelyn frowned slightly, but Chloe looked at her as if the answer were obvious. “Who else would I be talking about?” A faint smile curved her lips as she flicked open her fan to hide them. “Oh my? Why are you getting all shy?” “....” Now that she thought about it, Axion and Chloe were alike in certain ways. For one, they had a remarkable talent for ignoring what other people said. ‘Honestly, I should just stop talking…
- 723.2 K • Ongoing
- “It’s nothing much. My brother-in-law just had a few questions abou—” “We’ll be heading out first, brother.” Huh? Did he just deliberately interrupt Brother’s words? At Axion’s polite farewell, Viaton let out a short sigh and nodded. “Alright. You two have a safe trip.” As Evelyn stepped out of the drawing room, she leaned closer to her brother and whispered. “What was that about? What are you two hiding?” “I can’t tell you, little sister.” Her…
- 723.2 K • Ongoing
- Would someone from a common household ever have the chance to be poisoned? Evelyn mulled over the words, studying the guildmaster across from her. It occurred to her that he might have grown up in a far from ordinary family. As she fell silent in thought, Marcen gave a light shrug, as though brushing off something trivial. “It was just a bit of mischief between siblings.” “Even so, it left a scar.” Evelyn, too, had been unable to drink tea for quite some time after the deaths of…
- 723.2 K • Ongoing
- At that moment, the hand holding her fountain pen went still. The nib touched the paper, and ink began to bloom across the page. The female lead, entangled in a string of incidents, and the unsettling pace of events unfolded sooner than in the original story. Evelyn’s suspicions toward Dahlia hardened into conviction, and with it came a chilling sense of revelation. “It’s almost as if…” It was as if that woman knew the original story. All of a sudden, she recalled a passage from…
- 723.2 K • Ongoing
- Evelyn listened quietly as the woman spoke, nodding from time to time. Considering Dahlia was a priestess of the Grand Temple, it wasn’t strange at all for her to be deeply devout. Still, Isabel seemed to think differently. “She wasn’t that devout from the beginning.” Although more than half the people of Rowendel were believers, Dahlia’s family had never been among them. “But one day, she began spending all her time in the chapel, day and night.” She then said it was the first…
- 723.2 K • Ongoing
- The young woman went on to share the story of herself and her friend. Born and raised in Rowendel, the two had known each other since childhood, both daughters of baronial houses, often in and out of one another’s homes. “She was always so pure and delicate… I worried for her constantly.” Because Dahlia was easily hurt by even the smallest things, Isabel had stayed by her side, protecting her as though she were her own sister. But as the memories unfurled, her face grew steadily…
- 723.2 K • Ongoing
- The person who had called out to her was a young woman with soft chestnut hair, dressed in the robes of a novice priestess. ‘I’m certain I’ve never seen her before.’ Though tension stirred within her, Evelyn carefully concealed her wariness as she asked. “Who are you? As if realizing her mistake, the young woman hurriedly introduced herself. “My name is Isabel Magnolia.” Evelyn gave a small nod. From the unfamiliar name, she guessed Isabel must be of a provincial noble house…
- 723.2 K • Ongoing
- She had chosen to play the part of a naive traveler, innocent and curious. In response, Khalid let out a quiet sigh before replying in a gentle tone. “It seems you’re also looking for the cathedral in Rowendel, my lady.” “Yes. Since I’ve come all this way, I thought a pilgrimage might be worthwhile.” “In that case, allow me to accompany you.” Evelyn hesitated. She hadn’t intended to ask for so much. Although their paths overlapped anyway, she worried she might be intruding…
- 723.2 K • Ongoing
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