aerie
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If it was really the guildmaster of Hermes… Then, it was highly likely the card bore a cipher, the kind of security measure you would expect from someone who had kept his identity hidden so thoroughly until now. ‘This must also be a kind of test.’ To see whether she was truly prepared to meet the master of the Empire’s greatest information guild. Evelyn opened a desk drawer and retrieved a vial of decoding solution. She poured a small amount over the card, then held it carefully over…- 723.2 K • Ongoing
- The weight of the diamond, clearly of no ordinary value, seemed to settle heavily against her finger. Axion’s gaze lingered on her, steady and unreadable, before he spoke again, his tone edged with quiet significance. “Now’s a good time for you to know.” “....?” “To whom I belong.” At his sudden, audacious claim of belonging, Evelyn’s gaze wavered, her eyes darting restlessly. She found herself staring into the depths of his gaze when Axion bent and brushed a brief kiss over…
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- Axion watched his fiancée in silence for a long moment. Feeling the dampness of nervous sweat on her palms, Evelyn busied her fingers, fidgeting before she forced herself to continue. “I only stepped out for some air… and happened to run into the Crown Prince.” “Nothing happened?” His voice, softened now as if to gauge her condition, made her blink rapidly. For the briefest moment, she hesitated, wondering if she should tell him the truth. ‘It wasn’t as though anything good…
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- Evelyn lowered her head in a swift bow as her gaze met eyes the color of amber, symbols of the imperial family’s unbroken lineage. “May the Baltian Empire shine in eternal glory. I greet His Imperial Highness, Crown Prince of Baltian, the Empire’s prophet and master of its sacred honor.” She forced a pleasant smile, though she felt certain her lips would soon twitch in strain. For her, there was no figure in the Empire more difficult to face, save the Emperor himself, than the Crown…
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- Daisy had stared at the list so many times she could recite it from memory, yet she still had no idea who any of these women were. So all she could do was watch the former Grand Duchess with desperate hope. "Most of these young ladies come from families with strong ties to the royal family. Their titles are respectable, and overall, they’re of good standing." "...I see." "There are a few others from lesser noble houses, but unless Maxim plans to sever ties with the royal family, he’d never…
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- Roses had thorns. Expensive bouquets were fragile and required careful handling. She said she wanted the moment she looked at a flower to be one where she could feel at ease, not having to worry about ruining it. So that was why, on their wedding day, Maxim had prepared a hand-tied bouquet of Shasta daisies instead of an elaborate bouquet. Lately, she had been going to bed much earlier than usual. Most likely because facing him had become awkward after that night. He had tried to hold himself…
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- “M-Max…” "Shh, stay still." Maxim was completely out of control now. Even as she tried to stop him, his eyes had that wild, unhinged gleam. Pinned under his massive, rock-solid body, Daisy squirmed helplessly, like prey caught in a predator's jaws as he nipped at her neck. Should she headbutt him? Maybe elbow him in the jaw? Or should she pretend to ask for a kiss and then bite him like a feral dog? …But then what? What would happen after that? Even if she fought her way out of…
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- Daisy. The woman who came to him as Daisy Therese and became Daisy von Waldeck. Even if it had been a marriage contracted solely for a title, those around him tried to dissuade me from marrying her. They claimed it was because her origins were unclear, an unacceptable background for someone to bring in as a wife. But Maxim von Waldeck had no intention of marrying anyone else. No. If anything, he had demanded a title as payment for going to war so he could marry her. “By the way, do you know what…
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- "But still, y-you could at least untie me before you leave." “No, I don’t think I will. You’re expecting a lot from a horny bastard like me.” Maxim grinned, clearly enjoying teasing her. Was he really not going to untie her? She had thought the ribbon was tied loosely, but of course, it must’ve been the special forces training. In that short time, he’d managed to tie an absurdly tight and complicated knot. Daisy squirmed, trying to free her wrists, but quickly began to…
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- “Your Highness, His Highness is currently occupied with urgent matters.” “I know that. But surely he has time for a cup of tea with his little sister. The book says working too much makes your brain go stiff. It also says you need breaks every now and then.” The child pointed earnestly at the picture book she’d been reading. Gemma, watching Stella speak so firmly and sensibly, couldn’t help but let out a soft chuckle. “Understood. As Your Highness says, this is indeed a time for…
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