David White
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Almost one year was definitely a lot of time, but not for Aries. In the past ten months, she had undergone intense training and absorbed all the knowledge taught to her like a sponge. She didn't waste a day adjusting her schedule and adapting to the current to blend in. On top of her training under Isaiah, her lesson in the greenhouse with Dexter, readings with Conan, and passionate nights with Abel, Aries also blended in in the upper echelon. She gained a few influential noble ladies as friends,…
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Time was fleeting. Aries could still remember how she escaped her hell. She could still vividly remember how her heart pounded when she cut the rope that had bound her for years. How every breath felt like a second of her life was slipping from her grip at each step farther from her cage. And at how her body trembled, knowing that night could be her last or a turning point. Everything was still fresh in her mind. How the sliver of hope was easily squashed down by a mere smirk of another man. She…
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"So you came in here because you missed me?" Aries clicked her tongue and looked away from Abel. His head was resting on her lap, lazying on their usual spot in the Rose Palace's garden. "Don't look away from me, darling. I really thought you were dead." She gazed down, parading the ugly frown plastered on her face while he raised his hand to pinch the tip of her ear. "Did you really miss me?" "I didn't hear you for days," came out a weak protest, sighing at the dark bags under his eyes. Aries caressed…
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"So he is out of the Capital?" Aries turned her head to her left, where Conan was walking. The latter was still fixing his disheveled hair while cursing Isaiah's name through his gritted teeth. "Uh, yes, apparently." He nodded, holding the stiff portion of his hair that was peeking out like a horn. She pressed her lips, tilting her head while rubbing her chin. "That's weird," she mumbled, treading carefully through the gravel path, connecting the Rose palace garden to the emperor's garden. "If it's…
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"God... look at him," Aries muttered, clicking her tongue while gazing at the pitiful Conan. She then glanced up at Isaiah, letting out a shallow breath. "Your Grace, can you lend me a dagger?" she inquired, opening her palms calmly. Conan's already dilated eyes widened, even more, when Isaiah handed her a dagger, no question asked. His complexion instantly turned pale as his breathing hitched. When Aries smirked, his eyes shook while darting it between her and the dagger in her hands. "Thank you, Your…
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"Now's the time. Good luck!" With that being said, Conan hurriedly sprinted past him and in the fastest he could. Isaiah tilted his head, only to raise his eyes at the corridor where Conan came from. As soon as his eyes caught Aries, who was grinding her teeth, he finally understood why Conan was in a hurry. "Your Grace!" Aries called and grinned, but frowned when Isaiah looked away. 'I didn't hear her,' he told himself, turning his back against her and walking away. However, despite that he obviously…
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Two days had passed since Aries's training with Isaiah. Yesterday was hell. Despite all the preparation to fight, any muscle ached she felt sore everywhere. But it was bearable and she could move around now, albeit carefully. "Lord Isaiah didn't come yesterday and today so I can recover," she mumbled while replying to one of the invitations she received. Since she nagged Dexter, the latter agreed to let her check a few invitations to kill her boredom. He also prepared her some books she could read once…
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A strong gust of wind blew past Aries, making her breath hitch, wide-eyed. Everything happened so fast her body couldn't keep up, but at the same time, slow enough for her eyes to see everything unfold. Her eyes watched the tip of a broken lance somersault in the air and penetrated the dry ground. She thought if she was prepared for Isaiah's attack, she could at least dodge him. But alas, he was faster than his first attempt. She barely flung her sword, which broke upon having contact with Isaiah's…
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"Lord Darkmore, please don't kill me." Aries' grip around her lance trembled before Isaiah. Even from this distance, she could feel his superior aura fitting for a war general like him. Although she had already taken part in a war in the past, she couldn't stop her body from trembling. Isaiah was akin to a war god, and she felt like an ant before him. Just how was she supposed to block an attack from him?! "I…" He trailed off and when Aries blinked, her eyes dilated when he suddenly appeared below her…
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The space between Aries' brows wrinkled as she moaned and blinked weakly. When her vision slightly grew clearer, she caught a figure from her peripheral vision. She turned her head and smiled subtly. 'I bet he was worried,' she thought, staring at Dexter who was in the armchair near her bed. He was sleeping with his temple propped against his knuckles, and his leg resting over the other. Her eyes remained on his figure until they softened. Dexter reminded her of her late big brother. He was also like…
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