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Edith, who was about to ask what he meant, suddenly recalled the situation surrounding Duke Devion. The Duke, who had fought valiantly in the war, was an ally of the Emperor in his struggles against the temple and the nobility. While his efforts earned him the title of duke, he remained distanced from real power. The Emperor had planned Edith’s marriage to Duke Devion because her family was a ‘fallen noble house deserving of favor’. By sponsoring the Baron of Brussels’ family, the Emperor…-
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The Duke was handsome—handsome enough to make one lose their senses. Even the goddess of beauty herself could not deny this fact. Handsome men were rare in any world, and the Duke was undoubtedly the most striking among them. But that was all. Edith’s heart wasn’t so easily swayed by just a pretty face. “I don’t think so. If that’s all, then I’m fine.” Luckily, the Duke relieved Edith of her worries. His response was surprisingly calm, especially for someone who had asked such a…
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‘Is it... because it's a proper Korean etiquette?’ Of course, Edith knew that this was an uncommon way of greeting in the Empire. The people of this country didn't ask, “Have you eaten?” as casually as one might ask about someone's well-being. But still, no one had ever said something like, “Why are you asking that?” like what the Duke did. When she couldn't shake her Korean habits and asked that same question, most people responded with a smile. “Well... I thought perhaps you…
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Edith glanced furtively at the Duke’s back. Despite returning from an outing, his attire was as immaculate as ever, without a single crease. His appearance was as pristine as his office had been when she had seen it earlier. Even the way he spoke mirrored this tidiness. Combined with his sculpted features, what could one say? It was a rather intimidating presence, one that made him feel slightly untouchable. The Duke, who had been walking ahead without a word, suddenly stopped when they had just…
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‘I’ve never seen such an arrogant bunch! Miss Edith, if you ever happen to cross paths with a wizard, make sure to avoid them. Don’t even think about meeting them!’ --- Edith could only smile awkwardly at the doctor's warning, mixed with concern, as she was absolutely required to meet a mage. “Now, now, Sir Vincent must be busy, so please go ahead! I’ll take care of everything with all my heart.” “Stop with the unnecessary talk.” “Yes, yes.” But seeing the cheerful…
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*** “I can't believe you already have a baby. Congratulations, Daisy!” “I’m even happier now that you’re congratulating me, Edith. Time really flies, doesn’t it?” “It certainly does.” The two friends, who hadn’t met in a long time, walked side by side along the pathway. Daisy was a fellow governess from the time Edith worked at the Count Mosswell's household. They were about the same age, and with compatible personalities, they had grown quite close until Edith…
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The shadow of the poplar trees sways in the moonlight. How long has it been since the night has been this silent, without the noisy chatter of nobles or the blare of raucous music? Everything feels gentle, distant. The only things moving are a lone jester and a few crickets. "Hey! Jester!" ...And Duke Ansley. "Ah. Oh." "I didn't even touch you." "Apologies, it's... a habit." "Foolish fellow." "Why have you summoned…-
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No matter how much she thought about it, this was not right. She had to express her decision clearly, that she had no intentions of marrying, that she was truly grateful but would kindly decline. However, it seemed as though Vincent had read her mind, as he made the first move. “Miss Edith, this is by no means a bad proposal. Duke Devion is the heir to the Magic Tower and currently holds the position of head of the Ministry of Magic. Opportunities like this to connect with such a figure are…
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My chaotic boyhood passed by somehow, and I became a young man of twenty. While one’s limbs might grow just by eating and sleeping, the skills needed for jesting must be cultivated with care. One must be ever-attuned to the court’s shifting tastes, mastering the language and preferences of esteemed individuals. Despite growing craftier by the day, I didn’t go out of my way to shake off the label of the ignorant jester. No, it was precisely because I’d become shrewd that I…
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Finally, His Majesty commanded me to leave. Shaking like a dog kicked by the village kids, I left the king’s chambers. My appearance was so appalling that Lord Ansley's eyes widened in astonishment. My makeup had melted off, my hands and clothes were soaked in blood, and I was even limping. “What on earth… Did His Majesty do this? Goodness… I never imagined he would go this far…” “He seems to be in a much better mood now. You may go in.” The…
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