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Chapter 53: Pranks and Desire (Midly Spicy)

Author: TanuS
last update Last Updated: 2025-12-24 03:36:15

Layla

"Tell Princess Arielle not to play pranks with me," I said, trying to sound firm despite the awkwardness. Rosie, unlike Daisy, was blissfully unaware of the potent potions I was capable of concocting or that I possessed a secret I guarded closely. "And stop accepting letters from her. She will put us in serious trouble someday."

Rosie pulled out her small leather-bound notebook and a charcoal pencil. "What exactly shall I write her, Layla?"

"Write exactly what I just told you," I repeated, rubbing my temples. When Rosie finally left, I let out a long shuddering breath. The stress of managing a secret life of posion master while simultaneously maintaining a proper lady’s facade was exhausting. I walked over to the small marble table where a white pigeon was currently pecking at a stray crumb and a rolled-up scroll was tied neatly to its leg.

I untied the scroll. It was the letter that had arrived just moments ago. My heart quickened when I saw the familiar script and daisy flower
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