Mary Moore
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"Teach me." There was a long and tensed silence between us. Sam didn't speak a word, neither did I. I'm absolute if I could be a help to him, I would willingly learn how. If that need was something I could fulfill, I would do it. Why was he so reluctant? Should I ask Fabian to teach me how to look at him with lust? I wonder if Fabian would help me with something so complicated. "Goodness…" Samael muttered along his breath. Suddenly, Samael held the reins and whipped it along with his hand.…
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Samael had told me he and I would travel alone. He also asked the maidservants for me to have a change of clothes in a much simpler dress. Yet, as a born peasant, there's nothing simple in these clothes. Well, it looked a bit plain, unlike the dresses I had been wearing. But they were still pretty. Perhaps, in the eyes of the nobles, they're simple? I still couldn't understand what was the norm among nobles. Not that I had encountered one aside from Sam. "What are you thinking?" I snapped back…
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Weeks had passed since I first stepped into the duke's mansion. Time sure was fleeting. Under the shade of my favorite tree in the garden, I smiled. Since that's day, I never missed a day without reading in here. Every day, I got to learn new things from Fabian and from all those amazing individuals who had inked their knowledge into words. I owed them, and I'd be forever grateful. My fear of the unknown, my fear for my life, my fear for being devoured… I never got to think about them anymore.…
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I looked at Fabian blankly. Momentarily, my state of mind came to a standstill. Fabian and Rufus…? They're brothers? "Like… actual brothers? With the same mother and father?" I asked before I could realize my words slipped past my lips. "Yes." Again, Fabian chuckled, as if he found delight in my reaction. How could they be brothers? They don't share any resemblance, nor their personalities are alike. I have had little interaction with Sir Rufus, but I didn't have a good impression of…
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Fabian didn't detail how Sam established this lawless land, abandoned by the monarchy. But, he said Sam was a natural ruler and his ruling made this hopeless land flourish into a peaceful land. The tales of how Grimsbanne stood in the past sounded like a dream. However, my father used to tell me that Grimsbanne was akin to such a dream-like place that was far better than the Capital city. Everyone was almost equal. There were no nobles who could abuse their power. Although poverty never died,…
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Sleeping on a proper bed was truly amazing. It was as soft as those clouds in the sky, bringing out the child in anyone's heart. But when did it get firm? I squeezed myself into it. Indeed, the bed somehow felt harder. But it still offered comfort and… warmth? Slowly, I opened my eyes. Opening and closing them until my vision grew clearer. Huh? I blinked and blinked. After a snap, my eyes widened as my brain fuzzed. "Oh, morning, fuzzy bunny." Sam greeted sluggishly. He only gave me an…
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In the middle of the night, I woke up. I fell asleep on the table, on top of the book I was reading. Slowly, I pushed myself to sit up. As I did, a quilt over my shoulders cascaded down, which I caught before it landed on the floor. I furrowed my brows. I'm certain I just fell asleep while reading. How am I… Subconsciously, I raised my head. My gaze instantly caught the figure sitting across me. Samael was staring outside the window. His jaw was resting on his knuckles, seemingly in deep…
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As I closed the door behind me, I let out a weary exhale as my trembling knees gave way. To be truthfully honest, I haven't got the good grasp of everything. I felt like a child being thrown into the ocean. A child who couldn't swim and could only float along the waves to survive. It felt like everything I've done and said until now; accepting this marriage, learning, trying to adapt to this new environment as soon as I could was to survive. Slowly, I bent my knees closer to my chest and hugged…
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"And then, for arithmetic, I…" I trailed off, realizing I've been talking nonstop. I pursed my lips and glanced around quickly. When my eyes landed on Samael, he was smiling subtly. With a wineglass in his hand, his jaw resting on his knuckles, he raised his brows. "For arithmetic…?" He asked with interest. "Sir Fabian taught me addition." I dropped my gaze to my plate. Since the dinner started, Samael started asking me questions, and I answered them. I didn't realize that the more he…
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When the breakfast ended, Fabian gave me a thorough tour around the mansion. From the great hall, we headed towards the closest room, which Fabian called the buttery. Then each led to another. From the kitchen, pantry, larder, and cellar. Fabian toured every corner of the mansion. He showed me even the lavatories and bathrooms; empty guest rooms, solar, and a boudoir where I could spend some time alone! It almost felt exhausting just touring around, but the excitement within me was overflowing.…
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