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Lady in White
Date de publication:
2026-06-01 10:14:58
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No Longer Your Puppet, Duke Chosen Successor
The Sirius residence had been filled with distant relatives since late afternoon, long before Kaelus and Roselyn arrived. The main meeting hall was crowded with dark-robed nobles.Their faces were rarely seen unless there was an interest worth squabbling over. And today was an opportunity to mine a mound of gold."I received a notice to hold an emergency meeting this morning, so let us begin." The Countess sat in the chair at the far end of the long table. Her body appeared frail and pale, yet her eyes remained sharp as she observed every corner of the room."We cannot leave this family leaderless any longer," said Elder Rowan, a white-bearded man sitting closest to the Countess. "Carl can no longer be relied upon. Roselyn is the next legitimate heir.""I refuse," Roselyn answered without hesitation."Lady Roselyn, this is not merely an obligation for someone carrying Sirius blood.""Obligation does not require me to abandon the North." Roselyn stood tall, looking at every single face
No Longer Your Puppet, Duke Imperial Trial
The remaining rain from the previous night still lingered on the large windows of the palace reception room. Kaelus stood near the glass, lacing his fingers behind his back while gazing out at the palace gardens, which looked gray and damp.Cedric entered without a single guard accompanying him. He tore off his cloak roughly, then threw himself into an armchair—looking just like a man who had just lost a gamble."Sit down, Kaelus. I don't like talking to someone who stands there like they're about to run away.""I won't be long, Your Majesty."Cedric poured himself a glass of wine, without bothering to offer any to Kaelus. "I heard the Grand Duchess is alright. Thank goodness.""She may not be physically harmed, but we cannot gauge how deep the wounds in her heart run.""That is precisely why I summoned you." Cedric leaned back, his eyes narrowing as he watched Kaelus from behind his glass. "Your wife is safe. The poison never entered her body. So in my opinion, there's no need for a
No Longer Your Puppet, Duke Carl's Downfall
“It was precisely from Father that I learned to be a demon.”Carl's sentence sent a shiver down the Baron's spine. From the darkness of the room, he could see that the nephew he had once held in his arms and taught political science to had grown into a terrifying figure.“What do you mean?” the Baron replied in disbelief.“Oh, you didn't know, Uncle? Because of Father, Mother suffered, and I had to endure the shame. Because of a man who couldn't control his lust, I had to share my inheritance with a bastard child. How humiliating it was to share the Sirius name with Roselyn.”“It was not her fault for being born into the world that way, Carl.”“Exactly! That is why I blame
No Longer Your Puppet, Duke Cheese in the Trap
Night slowly crept over the Baron's residence, which stood quietly on the outskirts of the domain. Drizzle dampening the old roof tiles refracted the moonlight into a thin haze.The bone-chilling air seeped through the gap of the balcony window, which had been intentionally left slightly open. A gust of night wind made the grey silk curtains inside the room sway gently.“He will come. Calm yourself,” he muttered to himself while waiting.The Baron sat alone in a rocking chair, facing directly toward the pitch-black balcony door.There was only a small candle lit on the wooden table beside him. Its flame flickered rapidly, nearly extinguishing every time the wind snuck in, carrying mist from the rain.
No Longer Your Puppet, Duke Venomous Words
The dining room of the Baron's residence remained bound in a suffocating silence. The plates of food were left to grow cold and untouched, while spilled tea slowly seeped into the crevices of the marble floor, forming a dark pool that no one bothered to clean.The Baron was still kneeling on the floor, his shoulders shaking violently without end. His chest was now weighed down by a crushing sense of guilt.Kaelus looked down at the old man without a shred of pity. His eyes swept over the servants and guards standing nervously along the perimeter of the room."Everyone out," Kaelus ordered coldly. His voice was not loud, but it was steeped in threat. "Leave us. Let no one dare draw near or eavesdrop if you still value your life."The servants and guards hurriedly bowed, stepping backward in a rush to vacate the room. The heavy, carved wooden door finally swung shut, leaving behind only the echoing rustle of fabric and heavy sighs."My husband," the Baroness called, placing a hand on th
No Longer Your Puppet, Duke A Heart That Still Holds a Conscience
Baron Adrienne held his breath tightly as his fingers stroked the tiny glass bottle slipped behind his belt.Every tick of the wall clock in the room echoed like the swing of an axe drawing closer to his neck. He had been forced to surrender his conscience to a demon ever since Carl’s dagger grazed his abdomen last night.Before stepping out into the dim corridor, he stole a brief glance toward the canopied bed. The Baroness was still fast asleep, completely motionless—proof that Carl had indeed mixed a sleeping potion into her drink."Forgive me... I have to fix this," the Baron whispered, closing the bedroom door as silently as possible.His footsteps faltered with hesitation as he navigated the deserted hallways wrapped in dim shadows. Thoughts of the unborn child in his favorite young maid's womb clashed sharply against Roselyn’s warm smile.At the corridor intersection leading to the lower wing, the Baron abruptly stopped in his tracks. He hurried to press himself behind a pillar
No Longer Your Puppet, Duke Warm Snow
A stifling silence enveloped the balcony, broken only by the sound of Roselyn’s ragged, fractured breaths. Before her, Kaelus stood motionless, like an ice sculpture untouched by time.Roselyn lowered her head, trying to steady her racing heart. "Forgive me for forcing you to witness such a shamefu
No Longer Your Puppet, Duke Just For A Moment
Three days of confinement were enough for the bruises on Roselyn’s body to fade from a deep purple to a dull yellow. Thanks to the Elysium from her uncle, the wound on her forehead had dwindled to a thin red line.Vogard personally ensured that the mark was buried under layers of powder before drag
No Longer Your Puppet, Duke A Piece of Memory
No one greeted Roselyn as she left the room. There was only a silence that felt like an insult, making her misery complete.A few servants were called to drag her away, but Roselyn brushed their hands off.Step by step, holding onto the wall, she walked down the corridor with every joint in her bod
No Longer Your Puppet, Duke The Bruises of Betrayal
Roselyn ran out without looking back. The night chill pierced her skin, shielded only by a thin gown, but it was nothing compared to the frantic hammering of her heart. It throbbed between anxiety and a strange sense of satisfaction for having just trampled on the Duke’s ego.The four-hour journey
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