flowie
Stories
9
Chapters
106
Words
174.4 K
Comments
3
Reading
14 h, 31 m
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When the late Duke of Carthenon brought Leo Carthenon to the Rosa Castle, it was shortly after his only heir, Viktor Carthenon, had killed a servant simply for dirtying his shoes by kicking him to death. The meaning was clear. The Duke intended to upend the succession by introducing a competitor. Whether Leo Carthenon was truly the Duke's biological son wasn't a particularly important question. The Duke officially recognized Leo Carthenon as his son, and the only…-
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‘We have arrived at Rosa Castle.’ ‘We have arrived at Rosa Castle.’ ‘We have arrived at Rosa Castle.’ The words echoed in her ears, layered upon one another like the reverberations at a mountain peak. Charlotte took a deep breath, then exhaled, Once, twice, three times, and several more after that. Only then did she permit the coachman to open the carriage door. As her feet touched the soil of ground of Rosa, the…
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The Ignator Kingdom was located at the extreme northern end of the continent, where snow never melted year-round. For this reason, other nations often called it the "Kingdom of Snow." In that bitterly cold land, the only place where spring flowers could be seen was Rosa, the territory of the Carthenon Duke Family. Especially Rosa Castle, where the lord resided, was the best place to experience spring within the Ignator Kingdom. Fresh green sprouts growing on the snow-covered ground, a beautiful…
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At the age of eleven, Charlotte sat nervously in the reception room of the royal palace. This was the moment she was to be introduced to her fiancé, whom her father, King Diandel of Ignator had personally chosen. The seat across from her remained empty. It wasn’t that the other party was late, Charlotte had simply arrived far too early. Her heart raced with a mixture of curiosity and excitement. Unconsciously, her steps quickened. There was still half an hour until the scheduled…
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The pale glow of dawn had yet to fade when Charlotte d'Ignator arrived at the royal palace. A Royal Knight, waiting by the entrance of the central palace to escort her to the king, was momentarily mesmerized. The woman, stepping down from her carriage with the help of the coachman, appeared almost otherworldly, like an ice sculpture brought to life. Her eyes, a vivid shade of blue, seemed as if they had been carved from the frozen lake itself. Her silver hair shimmered, like shards of moonlight…
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A man stood surveying the cold, barren expanse of the mountains, his gaze more piercing and intense than it had ever been when he had cut down his enemies. He was already halfway up the treacherous slopes, having carved his path through snow-laden trees and stumbled over ground as sleek and treacherous as moss-covered stone. Yet, even with their arduous journey, had they found nothing here, the knights would have been able to proceed forward, guided by the man who led them. But then, there they…
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