Brie
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224
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386.1 K
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03. After her father’s death, Henesstia changed significantly. She no longer held onto any hopes or dreams, nor did she cling to any lingering attachments. Her marriage was no exception. Having already heard Heron’s plan to use her to take control of the entire Ingel estate, how could she possibly expect a fairy tale marriage? Perhaps that’s why she had been able to endure the humiliation at the Baron’s household all this time. ‘I’m just a bystander.’ She knew her brother…-
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02. Crash— Henesstia jolted upright in bed at the loud noise of something falling. Startled, she quickly glanced around, only to hear a sharp voice disguised in a falsely sweet tone. "My goodness! It's already midday, what are you doing still in bed?" "Anyone would think you're a hard-working lady of the house!" Rubbing her still sleepy eyes out of reflex, Henesstia raised her head to see two maids standing there, neatly dressed in their uniforms. They were the maids assigned to her by…
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01. - Riad Ingel is getting married! One late night, despite the sun having set, the dazzlingly bright party hall was filled with an irresistible topic of conversation. The unexpected news fluttered between fans, stirring the nobles who always craved gossip and excitement. Even those with bored expressions began to perk up and chatter. "With whom? That man who went to the battlefield and never returned?" "Count Ingel? I thought for sure he was... Ahem, pardon me. Please pretend you didn’t…
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15. '......' It was the same thought she had been having all day, trying to think of a way to avoid the situation. But there was no way out. He had spoken, and that was the end of it. If she didn’t want to end up as half-melted sludge found in a waste treatment facility, this was the end. Erable had to go through with it—with Dezeb Avganis. She shakily stood up, turned on the water, and began washing her hair, dirty from her shift at the warehouse. She shaved her arms and legs, even though…-
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14. "Isn't that dangerous?" Dezeb asked. Erable awkwardly smiled. "It’s fine." Facing one of the most dangerous men in the world, there wasn’t much Erable could do besides smile. Compared to Dezeb, the head of the 59th Division was nothing. In fact, she was planning to increase her dealings with the 59th soon. After all, she was preparing for the inevitable—being sent to the conflict zone. Better to stock up while she could. As if nothing was amiss, the very source of her need to…
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13. "At best, a month, maybe a month and a half. Even the most beautiful ones couldn't last beyond that." Erable had seen many stunning people try, but no one could handle Dezeb for longer than two weeks. His temper was infamous, and none of the people who had been with him could avoid provoking it, no matter how hard they tried. Even Birgo, who was notorious for his rough play, was better than Dezeb. Dezeb had a habit of leaving his partners in the infirmary. “So, how many days has it been?”…
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12. "Ah..." Now that she thought about it, she couldn't remember when she had bought that milk, and the fruit cans were ones she had grabbed when they were close to expiring—looks like they were already past their expiration dates. Erable felt a bit embarrassed, like she had exposed a personal flaw. "I can see why your physical condition is lacking." ‘Well, I was born this way’ She thought, but didn't dare say it out loud. She was too scared. "I know it’s natural for you, but…
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11. “I heard you haven’t been feeling well.” Why would he say that…? Erable looked up at him cautiously, confusion written across her face. “You drank quite a lot yesterday. Maybe I should have stopped you?” “I’m fine.” Erable carefully ate her oatmeal in the most polite posture she could manage, all while trying to gauge Dezeb’s mood. “Commander, is there something you need me to do?” Erable racked her brain for ways to appear more respectful. If kneeling would…
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08. Erable felt like she was about to lose it from the roundabout conversation. "I'm telling you, it's not like that." "As if it's not." Camellia gently refilled Erable's empty beer glass, trying to calm her down. "Why would a guy ask a girl he’s not interested in to have dinner and drinks? Sweetie, you’re 25. Are you going to keep acting like a child?" "It’s really not like that…." "Please, just try it once. If you don’t like it afterward, then reject him." "...What if I…
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07. "Lieutenant Erable, do you have time this evening?" After the overtime shift, the warehouse, now vacated by the squad members, was dark and silent. Around 8 PM. The overtime shift ended earlier than expected, and Erable was in the middle of cleaning up, feeling a bit excited. She was tidying the desk, turning off the lights in the warehouse, and just as she was about to leave, she realized she had forgotten her personal pad. As she turned back after grabbing it, she saw Dezeb standing…
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