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Orange Haze
Date de publication:
2026-10-01 22:10:01
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No Longer Your Puppet, Duke Two Masks Facing Away
His footsteps, usually firm and decisive, slowed. His shoulders relaxed, and his tone softened into a gentle warmth—as if belonging to an entirely different man.He walked over and knelt without hesitation on the cold wooden floor before Isabella’s chair. Cedric took both of his wife's hands—smooth yet distinctly cool to the touch—and wrapped his fingers tightly around hers."Sitting in the dark again," he chided softly, a hidden thread of concern lacing his words. "I have told the servants time and again that they must light the room's lamps before twilight falls.""I sent them out," Isabella replied with a faint smile. Her beautiful crimson eyes angled slightly past Cedric’s shoulder rather than looking directly into his face—a minute detail that never failed to send a sharp pan
No Longer Your Puppet, Duke Orange Haze
The map of the Capital had already been refolded twice on the sturdy desk, but Cedric was still unsatisfied. A sharp furrow creased his brow as his fingers traced the territorial borderlines.He stared intently at the drawn layout of the barracks on the eastern side—a sector far too exposed, far too close to the outer gate's access point. The tip of his pen came to a halt on a single point, tapping against the thick parchment with a rigid, maddeningly repetitive rhythm.Behind him, candle shadows swayed rhythmically against the cold stone wall."Three hundred Silver Wolf Knights, Your Majesty," Molton reported. The old man stood with his back deeply hunched, a posture that had clung to him tighter with the passage of time. "They departed the Northern border early this morning. Meanwhile, the D'Arest family's contingent has taken the Southern route separately."Cedric tilted his head slightly. His pen halted completely, soaking a drop of ink that spread across the paper."Separately, i
No Longer Your Puppet, Duke Silent, No More
Morning at the Northern border greeted them with a piercing cold breeze carrying thin flakes of snow. In the main courtyard of Castle Valthorne, a grand procession of knights and horse-drawn carriages stood ready in majestic formation.Kaelus stood beside the quicksilver-plated royal carriage, ensuring every detail of their security was flawless. The silver-haired man's hands were busy adjusting the clasp of the thick fur cloak wrapped around Roselyn's delicate neck."Don't let the cold wind seep into your dress, Rose," Kaelus whispered, gently caressing his wife's cheek."Kaelus, you've adjusted my cloak's clasp five times already," Roselyn chuckled softly, looking up into her husband's red eyes with deep warmth."I just don't want you to feel uncomfortable during the j
No Longer Your Puppet, Duke Something New
The days at Castle Valthorne passed slowly beneath an endless blanket of snow. Time worked in its own quiet way to sweep the grief from the corners of the cold corridors.For Kaelus and Roselyn, accepting the loss and the bitterness of Cedric’s betrayal was not something that happened overnight. However, there was now a sense of resignation that no longer felt painful whenever their eyes met.On the other hand, Derrick D’Arest’s presence in the Northern fortress never truly thawed. The knights and servants of Valthorne could not easily erase the memory of how the Duke of the South had once carried Roselyn away.Suspicious glares and meals served without the slightest bit of warmth became Derrick’s daily routine. The man accepted it without complaint, considering it a small price to pay to red
No Longer Your Puppet, Duke The Aroma of Chamomile from the Duchy
The silence of the private library in the castle's west wing felt far warmer than the corridor whipped by the snowy wind. Behind a cedar wood desk illuminated by the glow of candles, Roselyn sat gazing at the pages of a border territory map spread out before her. Yet, her focus frequently wavered.Her mind kept drifting back to the image of the empty bed and the suffocating pressure that had not fully evaporated from her chest.The sound of hushed footsteps broke the silence.Roselyn looked up and was slightly surprised to see Derrick walk in. The dark-haired man carried a small wooden tray bearing a porcelain cup that emitted a thin wispy vapor mixed with a sweet floral aroma unfamiliar to the North."Kaelus allowed me to walk freely through these halls," Derrick said, breaking the awkwardness as he stepped toward the desk. "And I took advantage of that freedom to cause a little chaos in your kitchen by making tea."Roselyn tilted her head slightly. "You ... brewed tea yourself?""D'
No Longer Your Puppet, Duke A New Star
The piercing cold from the garden gradually faded as soon as Kaelus led Roselyn across the threshold of the castle’s main entrance.The family dining hall, usually quiet, was now illuminated by the warm glow of thick candles set into the stone walls. On the long, sturdy wooden table, several servants had served bowls of warm meat soup with gentle spice aromas, freshly baked wheat bread, and tender cuts of roast meat. There were no overpowering scents; everything was served specifically to whet Roselyn’s appetite, which had vanished earlier."Eat a little, Rose," Kaelus said as he pulled out a chair for his wife.Roselyn sat down slowly, keeping Kaelus's thick fur cloak draped around her shoulders. Although her throat still felt dry and painful from her tears in the garden, she forced herself to pick up a spoon. She knew that to avenge her child, her physical body could not break down."You should eat too, Kael.""Of course, Rose."Kaelus took a seat nearby. In quiet tranquility, the
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 Forsaken Sanctity
"Prove your love, Lady. Try serving me tonight."The voice was soft, yet it carried no melody—only the toll of a death knell.Roselyn remained motionless on the cold marble, letting her knees go numb. Her dignity as the sole daughter of Count Sirius had long been cast aside. All that remained was a
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