David White
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Aries's heart sank while standing in front of the garden. She was clutching her skirt, watching a lot of servants destroy the beautiful garden. 'Did that mad man order to destroy the garden just because I spent an afternoon tea in here yesterday?' she wondered, feeling sorry for the innocent flowers she gazed upon. She couldn't think of another reason why Abel would order the servants to destroy it if not for that. It was just too much of a coincidence. He could've destroyed it before, but he…
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The next day... "Marquess Vandran. Did you also think I will die?" Dexter's brows raised, fluttering his eyes up at Aries, who was sitting across from him. She just asked him for permission to inquire about an out-of-topic question. But he didn't think this would be the type of question she would ask. "Yes." He nodded after a few seconds. "Until now, I think you will, eventually." "All people die... eventually," she muttered, studying his reaction discreetly. "Then... if you think I will die shortly,…
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'So that is the reason everyone is distant to me, huh? Everyone thinks my days are numbered. Having some attachment to me is not necessary.' Aries let out a sigh, taking a walk in the inner garden after her lesson with Conan. Since she was told to take it slowly, Aries only had to take lessons one at a time. So, after Conan, she had nothing else to do. Thus, he suggested that she'd take a walk in the garden and enjoy a cup of tea alone. Holding her hand behind her, she stopped. Aries looked around the…
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Two days had passed in a blur and for that two days, Aries only stayed inside her room to recuperate. Abel didn't stay long in her room that day because he had matters to attend to. But he visited her during the night while she was asleep. Aries gazed at the maid that was assigned to assist her. She had noticed it yesterday that these servants weren't the servants who regularly served her. "Uhm... can I ask where are the servants that usually assist me every morning?" she inquired, staring at the maid…
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GASP! Aries snapped her eyes open and gasped for air. The familiar ceiling of her room in the Haimirich came to sight, baffling her instantly. 'A nightmare?' she wondered, blinking countless times. She flinched when Abel's sleepy voice caressed her ears. "Sleep some more." She looked to her right, wide-eyed. There, Abel was lying beside her with his arms wrapped around her. His nose that was on the side of her neck slightly tickled her with his hot breaths hitting her skin. For a moment, her mind went…
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"Alaric." Abel narrowed his eyes and glanced down at Aries. The smile he had previously disappeared without a trace. Alaric? Did she mistake him for a person named Alaric while being too snugly? Hah... not that he was particularly angry or sad about it. In fact, Abel had long forgotten what happiness, sadness, guilt, anger, and those emotions felt like. He couldn't even recall the last time he felt those types of emotions. But... one thing was for sure. Being mistaken by someone else was…
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"Don't touch me." Aries slapped the hand that was reaching for her weakly. "I... I don't feel good." She looked away, breathing heavily while clutching the sheet closer to her chest. She was sick, very sick. And this man... this man dared barge into this room where he was caging her for a reason she already knew. "So what if you're sick?" came out a mocking question, making her gaze ahead to face the man. Her room was dark, having only the moon shining from the small window as their source of light. But…
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"Are you alright?" Marquess Dexter lowered his head to see if Aries was alright. He had noticed ever since he came that she has been even more silent. Although she was paler than usual, he pretended not to notice with that bandage around her neck. But now that her body was swaying slightly, he didn't have a choice but to ask. "Mhm," came out a low hum, blinking weakly while reading the handout Dexter asked her to study. As usual, her prayers last night to feel better weren't heard. Or maybe because she…
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Aries panted for air as she clasped her chest while on the bed. Her entire body was shaking as if she was exposed naked in the coldest time of winter. And yet, she was sweating buckets under the sheets. "Uh..." she turned to her side, opening her eyes weakly only to see the moonlight filtering through the window. "...it hurts." She winced as she touched the bandage around her neck. After bathing with Abel, her body was already burning. With the fresh wound on her throat and bathing two consecutive times,…
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Aries had a hypothesis, and she took a gamble just to prove that point. From the little information she gathered about her brief interactions with Abel, it was clear he was someone who enjoyed watching others wallow in despair. He was crazy. That was why she tested to prove her point. When she didn't flinch at the presence of death and acknowledge it with a smile, he stopped. She was correct. Abel wouldn't like her death if it was that simple. 'I was saved by the skin of my teeth,' she thought, staring…
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