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Rosaline walked through the palace corridor lit with floating lanterns. The lanterns, encased in intricately carved glass, scattered their warm glow across the quiet halls of the Crown Prince’s palace. That the Crown Prince’s wing was quiet. On any other day, such a thing would’ve been impossible, but tonight was different. The master of this wing was inside the banquet hall. “Shall we return to the ballroom together?” Alec had asked before heading back, but Rosaline…- 124.4 K • Ongoing
- “You don’t need to worry about anyone noticing. I’m the only mage active in the capital’s socialite scene.” The rest of his colleagues—mages raised in the Tower like himself—were all too eccentric or reclusive to leave their cloisters. “In any case, if you don’t wish to rely on the heir apparent, you can seek someone else… but without a similar method, it will be difficult to receive mana.” He could, technically, provide some assistance for medical purposes… but he doubted…
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- Sir Alec let go of Rosaline’s hand the moment they reached the bottom few steps of the ballroom staircase. “I’m afraid my haste led me to act rudely. My sincerest apologies.” Maybe it was because they’d almost broke out into a full on run, her chest ached slightly. Rosaline shook her head as she drew in a steady breath. “No, really, it’s fine.” Even if she had stayed in the ballroom, she wouldn’t have been able to join the mingling. …She’d have had to watch who Synox…
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- A young man approached the sisters. “It’s been a while, Miss Rensier.” “Good evening, Mr. Julsen.” He was the nephew of Lady Julsen, a friend of Rosaline’s mother. Recognizing him, Rosaline extended her hand. As he bent to kiss the back of her hand, he gestured toward Aria. “And this is…?” “My sister, Aria Rensier.” “A pleasure to meet you. I’m Philip Julsen.” Aria simply stared at him, blankly. Rosaline raised her fan to cover her mouth, whispering low…
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- Startled, Rosaline stumbled on her feet. “…Why?” Why could I see, and now I can’t? She rubbed her eyes. The light that had returned only moments ago faded again into darkness. A throbbing headache pulsed through her skull like a warning. Rosaline reached out, her hand finding one of the corridor’s pillars as she winced. That was when someone gently took hold of her elbow from behind. “Are you alright?” “Lord Aphlen…” She turned her head. Just a moment ago, she could…
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Peace with Arathos was a weighty issue she couldn’t emotionally connect with. But she still wanted to repay the trust the Emperor had shown her as a human being. Inside the chamber, twelve portraits hung on the walls. Princess Elphenlira sat on the floor before one of them, gazing up at it in silence. Unlike the day in the hunting grounds, she wore only a light gown. Her figure, draped in the pale fabric, looked startlingly fragile. Dianne called to her softly. “Your Highness.” The…- 204.5 K • Ongoing
- The Hall of Knights was a modest but dignified building, constructed entirely from marble. On either side of the entrance hung massive banners embroidered with the crest of the Catalos Empire, and unlike the other areas of the palace grounds, there were no trees nearby, lending the place a sense of openness. Its architecture was noticeably more antique compared to the surrounding, relatively modern structures. Only those who had given their lives for the Emperor and Catalos were honored here. The weight…
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- As the Grand Duchess stepped down from her carriage on the arm of the Count Ervinzel, she smiled faintly upon seeing the princess. “It’s been too long, Your Highness.” Without hesitation, the princess stepped forward and kissed the Grand Duchess on the cheek. The older woman embraced her lightly and let go, before turning her attention to Dianne—standing near Countess Ornin—still with little Erin clinging to her side. Erin peeked shyly at the unfamiliar faces around him, but the moment…
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- The princess had returned to Oakhall Palace. Or more accurately, she had begun to appear there again. But compared to how she used to vanish without a trace, it was a monumental change. Word was that she often spoke with Countess Ornin now, and according to Cora, she had resumed sleeping and dining in her own quarters each night. She still hadn’t stepped foot in the library, but just the occasional chance to see the princess made Dianne feel giddy with joy. Even if the princess treated her as…
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- "Where exactly is the Ortenza family from? I’ve never heard of them." "I believe there’s a Baron Ortenza in the Grand Duchy of Ervinzel." "Oh my, so a baron’s daughter is acting as a tutor now?” "She’s not even his daughter. She must be a distant family member. Probably split off generations ago.” “Then can you really even call her a proper lady?” "Just look at her clothes. Anyone would mistake her for middle class." The shrill laughter stabbed at Dianne’s ears. She kept…
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