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      by Cherry The sensation of having brushed against death's threshold moments ago had left her believing nothing could inspire fear. And yet. ‘Something feels wrong.’ An inexplicable unease crept along her skin, more chilling than mortality itself. A premonition that whispered of consequences far more devastating than death. Firina trembled, her body betraying the fragile composure she desperately tried to maintain. Her voice emerged raw, almost desperate—a final attempt to anchor herself to…
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      by Cherry 'It will work out. It has to.' Beatty drew strength from her friend's words, steeling herself as she spoke again. “Won’t you drink it?” "Wh-what? What are you saying? Why would I drink your medication?" Her refusal rang hollow. Firina trembled with an intensity that betrayed far more than simple disinterest. The Duke's brow furrowed as he observed her strange reaction. ‘Surely not...’ Previous investigations had found no trace of poison. The medical reports were…
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      by Cherry He still recalled it vividly. In that cold winter, the helpless feeling of a father, who had to let go of his hand and could only watch the disease of the young deepening. As the cold in the North intensified, Baby's breathing slowed down. ‘Baby….’ Then, it became increasingly difficult to control his hands and feet, and in the end, he lost his consciousness. Later, it was rare for him to have the time when he came to his senses altogether. Tightly. Recalling the nightmare-like…
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      by Cherry "…It didn't come?" (t/n: now, Beatty uses 안 왔어요 = (it) didn’t come, which is already using honorifics and more polite, and not informally.) "Yes." Tak. Only then did the maid let go of her hand which had tightly gripped Beatty's wrist as she smiled. "Please say it like that from now on." Voices mixed with ridicule passed through the ears of Beatty, who cupped her reddened wrist. "How bad would I feel if I hear informal speech from a nobody, much less a kid?” Beatty…
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      by Cherry  "Well, I can't say it's entirely impossible, but..." Ather glanced at the dark clouds surrounding him, quickly masking his surprise before continuing. "Unless one is born with an exceptionally strong beast-kin power, it would be possible." "Is that so? Hmm, I wonder if Ritter possessed such formidable power," Beatty mused aloud. Catching the unexpected name, Ather inquired.  "Ritter... you mean His Highness, the Second Prince?" "Yes," Beatty replied nonchalantly, seemingly…
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      by Cherry "But the real sword is still dangerous for you." "Uh……" Beatty was just hesitant to answer because he didn't know how to accept this, but the Duke nodded as if he understood everything. "It's hard to accept early things." Aslan's young lions were a regular thing. The cubs, unable to control their overflowing power, used to want to wield the real sword before they could complete their proper posture with a wooden sword. "But using a real weapon when you're not used to it is a burden on…
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      by Cherry ‘To think that he’s saying something that like that lightly…. I guess he is, as expected, a womanizer.' If Ather had known, he would have felt unfair. As he himself, he only said what he was thinking as it was, but unfortunately, Beatty recalled the misunderstanding she had guessed before at her first meeting with the boy. Not even knowing that he was not a trustworthy person apart from being grateful, and his hardened face, Ather grinned as he said. "Come to think of it, aren’t you…
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      by Cherry Beatty was staring ahead with a puzzled look. ‘I’m sure I was just lying on the floor a while ago?’ Her then gradually narrowing vision gave an apprehension of foreshadowing an approaching death. She thought that total darkness had finally come, and just like that, it was the end of everything, but. ‘I can see… the front?’ Furthermore, in front of her eyes, there was him. That very childhood friend who killed her. “… Ritter? What’s this?” “Huh?” It was…
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