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LORD REVANDRELThe exhibition was proceeding as magnificently as I had planned.Every guest of note had arrived, and the exclusive chamber was alight with indulgence and admiration. The dancers had danced, the performers had performed, the singers had sung—and now, it was my turn.Lily and I moved across the stage in a slow, sensual choreography under the dimness of candlelights.Behind us, a purple see-through curtain stretched from one end of the stage to the other, casting shadow and shimmer.Another dancer moved sensually behind it, adding depth to the illusion.As our sequence drew to its end, applause thundered across the room. Cheers rang out from every corner.“Absolutely mesmerizing,” a voice called from the floor.“Cel’theren does it better every year!” another praised.I took a bow. Lily joined me, flushed and smiling.I felt a rare satisfaction. Of all my endeavors here over the past five years, these exhibitions were among the few I genuinely enjoyed.And now, my best par
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LADY BAEVERAAcross the courtyard, the maidens danced, swaying and spinning in perfect synchronicity. Their oiled skin gleamed under the lantern light, dusted faintly with gold. Music drifted from behind the latticed walls, soft and rhythmic, guiding their movements.“Vera, would you like to join in?” Millina’s voice called brightly.“No,” I answered without looking up. I was seated under the open arch reading a book far from the rehearsing circle.“But this is for the third sequence!” another maiden protested, sounding both surprised and indignant. “It is the Final Hour act where we all come together and—”“I have learned all my parts,” I turned a page. “I will not chase another.”Tuning them out, my eyes eagerly tracing the next lines of ‘Lady Fiona and the Mystic River’. Keen on knowing whether she would finally cross the water no mortal had ever survived, and how she would escape the hydras that guarded it.“Vera, darling!” Winter’s voice rose from the far end of the courtyard. “J
Once His Bully. Now His Whore 66
LADY BAEVERAAcross the courtyard, the maidens danced, swaying and spinning in perfect synchronicity. Their oiled skin gleamed under the lantern light, dusted faintly with gold. Music drifted from behind the latticed walls, soft and rhythmic, guiding their movements.“Vera, would you like to join in?” Millina’s voice called brightly.“No,” I answered without looking up. I was seated under the open arch reading a book far from the rehearsing circle.“But this is for the third sequence!” another maiden protested, sounding both surprised and indignant. “It is the Final Hour act where we all come together and—”“I have learned all my parts,” I turned a page. “I will not chase another.”Tuning them out, my eyes eagerly tracing the next lines of ‘Lady Fiona and the Mystic River’. Keen on knowing whether she would finally cross the water no mortal had ever survived, and how she would escape the hydras that guarded it.“Vera, darling!” Winter’s voice rose from the far end of the courtyard. “J
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A Week LaterLORD REVANDREL“A little lower on that fixture,” I ordered, pointing to the center of the raised glass stage. “The light must spill here, not on the guests. They are here to observe, not to be revealed.”Two dark-uniformed workers bowed hastily, scrambling up the side scaffolds to adjust the chandelier strung with ruby beads and silver chains.The exclusive chamber looked almost unrecognizable, transformed by the chaos of preparation. For days, I have been here, overseeing every detail, ensuring that tonight’s exhibition would go flawlessly.“I have never seen you oversee exhibition preparations like this before,” Alaric said beside me, his tone teasing. “Since when does Revandrel Cel’theren, King of Merchants and High Commissioner of the Trade Lords, spend his entire morning on trivialities?”“This exhibition is important and must unfold a certain way,” I said, turning to him. “I intend to see that it does. Tonight is more than a night of indulgence.” Then, to the worker
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“Oh, the gods, oh the gods, my gods!” a panicked shrill broke through the morning calm. The healer had sprung awake, looking around frantically. “I slept through the night? My patient!”She rushed to Baevera’s side, frantically checking her temperature, cool hands brushing her forehead, cheeks, and neck with urgency.“Take it easy, Healer,” Alaric said gently. “It is not good for your condition. No one blames you.”“Speak for yourself,” I bestowed onto the healer the gift of my angriest scowl. “It is admirable that you chose rest over your duties, leaving your patient and the rest of us to suffer through the night. Tell me, who among us enjoyed the well-needed rest you so generously took for yourself?”The healer’s eyes went wide. She jerked away from Baevera, then dropped to her knees before me. “I am so sorry, my Lord! Forgive me! I deserve to die!”I glanced at the duke, expecting one of his righteous protests, but for once, he stayed silent. Though his eyes pleaded with me to show
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LADY BAEVERA.Slowly I became aware of my environment and myself. Strangely, I felt at peace. The kind that made me know I may have died and cross over to the otherside if not for the excruciating pain radiating from my body. I may be due for another pain potion though, because this is hell on Earth, this pain felt like it was stitched into my skin. Where is the healer? Or had I truly died?My eyes opened sluggishly, blinking against a ceiling and the soft stretch of early dawn filtering through the curtains. This is Naked Den. An unfamiliar, luxurious chamber, but yes Naked Den. My slightly blurry eyes shifted sideways landing on the male seated in a chair beside me. Revandrel…?What in all the drowned realms was he doing here? Was I dreaming?He was seated slouched in a chair, head tipped forward…wait, is he actually asleep?In what unreal world am I in this time around? Had the healer slipped something stronger than herbs into my blood? Because the Revandrel I knew you would ne
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