Mary Moore
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Meanwhile... "She... the Madam is gone!" All the servants in the mansion's foyer were frozen in place. Their eyes immediately veered from the maidservant to the house's patriarch. Everyone knew how Samael loved his bedridden wife that he rarely left her side. Now, this servant was telling him the Madam was gone? "What do you mean my mother is gone?" asked the child coldly after a second of silence. "I was..." the Maid's voice hitched as her eyes darted from the father to son. How would she…
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I wouldn't let Bey take the fall for me. Not all bad deeds were out of evil nature. Sometimes, people resorted to vicious actions and throw their morality to survive in this world. That was what I see in Bey, and I understood her because I was once in her shoes. But, well, my act of heroism didn't save her. Now, both of us were being transported by a wagon to face the music. "I'm sorry, Bey. I didn't mean to drag you into this," I expressed while checking the little holes on the walls of the closed…
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Bey was a chatterbox. After telling me that Rufus wasn't the emperor, my mind buzzed. Our plan was for Rufus to take the throne, as it was theirs in the first place. There were only two possibilities on why our plan changed its course. First, Rufus refused to take the job, and second, was a huge problem arose. She didn't mention who the king was, and I didn't press about the name. Still, my mind had listed down the La Crox, who could be the current emperor. Sam was automatically out of my list; he'd…
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The waiter served the food, filling our table with different sorts of dishes. My mouth watered just by looking at them, and my stomach grumbled when I got a whiff of its aroma. "Thank you," I expressed, and he smiled back politely. 'I'm famished.' I licked my lips, looking at the food while thinking about which one I wanted to eat first. I went for the lovely roasted chicken, moaning as my eyes rolled back while chewing it. It was good. Bey didn't lie when she said the food in here was…
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The lady I met in the plaza toured me in this place called Minowa in the South. It was still part of the Heart Kingdom, albeit it was very far from Grimsbanne and the Capital. I had met the late earl of Minowa in the past, Earl Crowell, back in the Capital. Our interaction was brief and was simply an exchange of pleasantries, but I remembered him because he reminded me of Heliot. A man who seemed dissociated from the state of affairs in the capital. "Thank you, Bey." I smiled at the lady — her name…
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"Ahh!" The man grunted on the ground of the narrow alley, naked. I was correct when I thought he had an evil plan in mind. He posed as someone who would help me, only to lead me in this deserted alley, and attempted to take advantage of me. Sadly, he was more naive and weak than I thought. It only took me a few moves to incapacitate him, since I didn't have a rope to tie him. "Don't worry. I will call for help." I glanced down at him and then continued to go through his wallet. "You have a lot of…
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The more I moved, the more flexible I got. It was as if my difficulty in lifting a finger was just a fragment of my illusion. I hopped over the west wall of the estate and landed without a problem. "That foolish man," I muttered while jogging away from the mansion. "How can he do that to his wife?" I could imagine his wife's anger and son's confusion that Sam was taking care of another woman. Sam looked at me with the same affection in the past and talked soothingly. His new wife must be a good…
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My teeth clenched as I tried to move my body once again. It was like a giant rock was placed on me as I felt heavy, but I managed to lift two fingers! This was progress, I thought. Although lifting a finger felt like lifting an entire castle. I continued to exercise to make more progress until I got used to the heaviness and was able to lift my arms. While doing so, I constantly cleared my throat to make sounds. Although the scratching pain in my throat hurt initially, I also got used to it. Sam…
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"Father." The young master's voice was soft, with a touch of determination in his tone. I was mind-boggled by how he addressed my husband. Myriads of questions flew in my head, but all I could do at the moment was to listen to the long silence in the room. "I will run away," said the child, making me mentally raise my brows. Who in the world would announce they would run away from home? "Oh?" Sam's reply was also not good. "Is that all?" Silence descended into the room once again. What kind of…
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"You don't regret it, do you?" I inquired as I gazed at the Duke's mansion. "You don't regret taking his hand that night which you're holding on to until now, right?" "No." Her answer was quick and light as if she didn't have to think about that answer. "Why?" I asked, casting her a side-eye. The young Lilou pressed her lips together as she took a deep breath. "Because I like him." "That's too simple of an answer." A chuckle escaped my lips, wondering why Sam liked this simpleton back then.…
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