David White
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"Because at the end of the day... you are my owner and not my lover." Everything Aries had spewed was the realization she had back in the carriage. Abel, no matter how hateful he was, Aries hated herself more. Their relationship wasn't normal. It was suffocating, draining, and was driving them both to insanity. But then again, were they both sane? Or were they just pretending all this time? Between the fine line of insanity and sane, were they stepping on both lines? To be honest, Aries was unsure…
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p Aries scratched her head, vision adjusting to the lack of light. She gazed at Abel, who stood motionless by the door. She left the palace but snuck back after realizing something. However, when she returned, no one was already in this place. Not that she didn't see that coming. She planned to rest for tonight and fix things tomorrow. So while planning for her conditions, she fell asleep... only to wake up by Abel's yelling. But his voice... didn't sound angry. He was searching for her... desperately.…
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"Aries?! Aries! Ariel? My buddy!?" Abel's voice echoed across the entire emperor's palace, shouting Aries's name. Those who heard his voice pretended they heard nothing. Fortunately, Isaiah didn't only order everyone from the Rose palace to desert the place, but also in the main palace. There were only a few who were left behind in this place. Those who could be trusted to pretend they heard nothing or see anything. "Aries! Ugh… how can you sleep at a time like this?" he mumbled irritably, stopping in…
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The soft click of the door as it closed brought forth nothing but silence in the dining hall. Abel let out a shallow breath, gazing at the long dining table filled with dead guests. Unlike the nonchalant air surrounding him in Isaiah's presence, his expression was just… dead. He didn't know what to feel about tonight. He had seen this coming, albeit not this soon. But he knew Aries would leave… since he already planned her departure. Even so, there was just this void she left in his rotten heart. A…
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Abel picked up a gold cup to drink wine, chugging it down, and hissed in satisfaction. He smacked his lips, clearing his throat before picking up the cutlery to eat. "So? The carriage left the capital?" he asked while slicing through the tender steak with his bloodstained hands. He forked it out and devoured it, shifting his pair of nonchalant eyes at Isaiah. Isaiah stood several feet away from the host seat at the long dining table. He glanced at the other people occupying the seats around the long…
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Aries looked back at the entrance of the rose palace, smiling subtly at Gertrude and a few maids. They were tearing up as they bid her farewell, but Aries didn't shed a single tear. It wasn't strange, though. There was nothing to cry about. If anything, she should be elated. But she wasn't also thrilled about it. "My lady." Aries snapped her eyes, turning her head to the side. There, walking towards her was Dexter, still in his formal suit. "Greetings, my lord." She curtsied when Dexter stopped at…
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"Abel!" Aries yelled through her gritted teeth, making Abel freeze on the spot. She balled her hand into a fist, storming in his direction while he shifted his eyes to her. As soon as she stopped several feet away from them, she darted her eyes between Abel and the woman kneeling before him to assess the situation. How Abel was here and this woman was something she didn't know or even wondered. But this was akin to deja vu. The only difference was that Aries wasn't the person kneeling. "Darling, why are…
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After the dance, Aries left the ball to the changing room that was solely for her. Inside was Gertrude, waiting for her to help her change her clothes. But when Aries arrived and took off the mask, her personal maid could tell she was utterly upset. Hence, she simply served Aries some snacks and beverages, raising no questions. "Thank you, Gertrude," Aries expressed, gazing up at Gertrude, who was serving tea on the small table in front of the divan she was sitting on. "I appreciate that you're not…
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It was not magic or someone helped Aries figure out the person sitting on the emperor's seat wasn't Abel. Despite the mask covering everyone's faces, Abel would always stand out. It was not that Isaiah, who sat on Abel's seat, didn't give an intimidating aura, but it was just different. Perhaps it was because she had spent so much time with Abel that she could tell. That was why when she looked around, despite the sea of crowds and varieties of masks, one figure instantly caught her eyes. Aside from his…
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The founding celebration in Haimirich was an occasion that everyone looked forward to. From nobles to peasants, this time of the year was something everyone could benefit from. Nobles built connections to bring in more wealth and power, commoners having the opportunity to attend a grand ball hosted by the emperor, and peasants receiving charitable meals from the noble houses supporting the monarch. Although the founding week was an auspicious occasion that exhibited everyone's unity and the empire's…
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