aerie
Stories
12
Chapters
857
Words
4.7 M
Comments
32
Reading
16 d, 8 h
︵‿୨ ₊‧꒰ა ཐི༏ཋྀ ໒꒱ ˚₊ ୧‿︵ “We meet again, my lady.” “It has been some time, Marcen.” Evelyn now found herself face-to-face with the Guildmaster of Hermes, within the very den concealed behind the façade of the Aclo Arts Foundation. She never would have dreamed she had received an urgent letter so early in the morning. Well, it probably wasn’t a bad sign. Today, as ever, Marcen wore his black mask, yet his presence felt markedly…- 723.2 K • Ongoing
- Resting her chin in both hands, Evelyn’s gaze drifted upward, and suddenly the night sky reflected on the lake filled her vision. As she gazed at the brilliant cluster of stars shimmering above the still waters, her eyes sparkled as though lit by starlight themselves. “How beautiful…” She tilted her head back, enraptured by the breathtaking view. Just then, a sudden gust of wind swept past, snatching away the wide-brimmed hat she wore. “Oh, my hat!” Startled, she hastily leaned…
- 723.2 K • Ongoing
- ︵‿୨ ₊‧꒰ა ཐི༏ཋྀ ໒꒱ ˚₊ ୧‿︵ When the curtain finally fell and the cast stepped forward to receive their curtain call, the audience rose to their feet in thunderous applause. Evelyn, glancing sidelong at her fiancé, stifled a shallow sigh. ‘Should I not have spoken of it at all?’ If only his face would reveal something, but Axion was ever a man who concealed his emotions too well. At the thought, her lips curved briefly into a crestfallen line…
- 723.2 K • Ongoing
- After their meal, Evelyn and Axion stepped outside and made their way toward the opera house for the next part of their evening. With nearly an hour to spare before the performance, they decided to stroll through the surrounding streets. ‘What am I even doing right now…?’ For some reason, she found herself playing along with her fiancé’s ridiculous game. “Oh, that mansion over there is beautiful!” “At the very least, it should have three floors.” “The chairs at the…
- 723.2 K • Ongoing
- ︵‿୨ ₊‧꒰ა ཐི༏ཋྀ ໒꒱ ˚₊ ୧‿︵ Before attending the opera, the two made their way to the restaurant Axion had reserved. “It has been a long time, Lord Valentino, Lady Inevasel.” The head chef himself emerged from the kitchen to greet them, and a flicker of warmth crossed Evelyn’s face. This was a place steeped in her memories with Axion. ‘I had no idea we'd be stopping by this restaurant.’ As children, they had often visited the…
- 723.2 K • Ongoing
- ‘Come to think of it, didn’t Axion give me a ring?’ In truth, she had found the ring she received as a birthday gift from Axion burdensome and had planned to quietly tuck it away in her jewel box along with her opal ring. Now, however, he wore a faintly sardonic smile, as though displeased. “I take it the ring wasn’t to your taste.” “No! The ring is truly beautiful.” Evelyn flurried her hands in protest, desperate to deny it. To be honest, the ring he gave her was arguably…
- 723.2 K • Ongoing
- ‘Is there really something she’s hiding?’ Evelyn’s expression stiffened slightly at the woman’s attitude, which felt almost like she was testing her. When she gave no reply, Dahlia gestured toward the grocer’s shop she had just left. “Did you also stop by that store, Evelyn?” The casual question only deepened her confusion. Was Dahlia truly curious, or was she deliberately testing her? Unable to discern her intent, she simply lifted the paper packet she held and shook it…
- 723.2 K • Ongoing
- Although she wore a hooded robe, the female lead’s pure and delicate beauty couldn’t be fully concealed. Almost without realizing it, Evelyn slipped behind her knight’s back, watching the woman’s retreating figure. Dahlia had pulled the hood low to hide her snow-white hair, clutching a paper packet tightly in her hands as she walked away. ‘Why would she be wearing a robe?’ Something about it unsettled Evelyn, holding her back from approaching. Maybe noticing how uncharacteristic his…
- 723.2 K • Ongoing
- “....!” Evelyn’s green eyes widened in surprise. The original story had never revealed his name, and for him to share it now meant the first step toward trust. Her gaze bright with a quiet thrill, she clasped his hand and offered a warm smile. “Pleased to meet you, Marcen!” It seemed like today was going to be a very lucky day. ︵‿୨ ₊‧꒰ა ཐི༏ཋྀ ໒꒱ ˚₊ ୧‿︵ Never mind. I take it back. Leaving the Aclo Foundation, Evelyn stared…
- 723.2 K • Ongoing
- She had no intention of continuing a battle of words with someone who was clearly mentally and physically exhausted. ‘Well, it’s not as though it’s an incurable illness anyway.’ Once he saw what she had brought, she was certain his opinion would change. From her bag, Evelyn set a small glass vial on the table. “And this is…?” “The only cure for your sister.” Within the vial, the deep green liquid shimmered faintly. It was a medicine she had spent several sleepless nights…
- 723.2 K • Ongoing
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