Brie
Stories
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224
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386.1 K
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His voice was a bit more upbeat this time. “Come back safely.” I repeated the farewell, and Logan, who had been lingering at the door, finally left the room. His face had been slightly flushed. A worker heading to their job should be glum, but what was making him so happy that he was smiling? I couldn’t fathom what was going on in his mind. Click! The sound of the door closing was followed by the turn of a lock. I was now stuck in this room until he returned. The windows were…-
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20 Hestia awoke without realizing she'd fallen asleep, roused by the sensation of someone brushing over her body. “Mmm… mm.” With a soft whimper, she fluttered her eyes open, only for a large hand to come down over her eyelids. “Sleep.” The low, grounding voice swept her back toward her dreams like a tide pulling her in. Led by that touch, she began to drift off again, lost in a half-conscious thought. ‘There’s no one… who would tell me to sleep like this.’ Then……-
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19 Squish—Riad rubbed his lower body between Henesstia’s legs. She already knew all too well what that bulge on his thigh was. She had seen it once before. It felt like someone had lit a fire inside her. Her vision swirled, and once she noticed it, all her attention focused on his thigh pressed between her lower body. Every time her body brushed against his, she could feel that long, club-like thing twitching distinctly. Was… was that really what I think it is? She glanced down again…
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18 The place Henesstia followed Riad to was the first tent that had been completed. As she stepped inside, she saw other tents being set up around hers. No matter where she went, it felt like the knights would be standing there, eyes wide open—not so much a feeling of protection, but more of surveillance. “You said you didn’t have a proper dinner.” Still, the inside of the tent gave off a somewhat cozy vibe. As Henesstia hesitated at the entrance, Riad—who had pulled her all the…
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17 For a moment, Henesstia didn’t fully process what he’d said—but then her face flushed bright red in an instant. “Th-that kind of—!” Her voice almost rose, but she barely managed to suppress it under the weight of all the watching eyes. Flustered, she quickly pulled his hand away and began to ramble. “So, it’s decided then, right? I’ll… I’ll go ahead!” How could he say something like that out here…! She wasn’t sure if the others had heard his quiet whisper, but…
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16 Early morning. Henesstia awoke alone at that quiet time just before sunrise, when the sky was painted in deep navy blue. “Riad Ingel…?” Her tousled hair a mess, she looked around drowsily, but he was nowhere to be found. He hadn’t returned since he left the room last night for “some business”… Had he been out all night? Now that she thought about it, he’d never said he’d be sleeping in this room. He hadn’t even told her to wait for him. Blinking blankly, she slowly…
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15. The voice whispering against the nape of her neck was hot—almost overwhelmingly so. As she struggled, the blankets were tossed into disarray. Her soft pink hair spilled like embroidery over the stark white sheets. “W-Wait— ngh!” Riad caught both of Henesstia’s wrists and pinned them to the bed as if to keep her in place. Then, he lowered his face between the open collar of her clothes. Wherever he touched, her pale skin flushed with blooming heat. He buried his face in the…
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14. Riad didn’t seem like he had any intention of putting her down. Henesstia, held in his arms, thought to herself that maybe it was better this way. She didn’t have the courage to walk on her own. She didn’t even understand why she was acting like this—it wasn’t even the Baron’s castle anymore. ‘No, maybe…’ Maybe all the worrying she’d been doing alone had finally come bursting out as a physical reaction. The truth was, if people found out that Heron had abandoned…
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13. At the sudden loud noise, Riad reflexively pulled Henesstia close, turning his body swiftly. Though he shielded her, she could still see what was happening from within his embrace. A group of knights, seemingly unaware of their arrival, were engaged in a fierce sparring match, wielding real swords. One of the men had fallen to the ground, covered in dirt as if he had rolled in it, and was now twitching on the ground. Henesstia’s eyes widened in shock. However, the man quickly raised himself…
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12. "The noble Princess of Ardin bearing the lowly name of Ingel—how laughable," Riad said. Henesstia thought she had misheard him. Her lips trembled slightly with anxiety as she processed his words, then tightly closed her eyes. "...It's not lowly. Calling your own family that is even more ridiculous," she replied. The wind, which had felt harsh moments ago, now seemed gentler. Henesstia was about to feel a fleeting sense of joy at being acknowledged as "Henesstia Ingel." Her sense of…
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