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    ianthe

    Stories 34
    Chapters 4,716
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      by ianthe 07. Waiting for Destruction   Booo— The horn announcing the ship's arrival vibrated. Izer, who was walking along the salt-filled harbor, turned his head to the side. Three flags fluttered atop the revealed vessel.   Heinrich Montes spoke in a satisfied tone. "Just in time, our queen is coming in."   Seafarers compare the sea to a woman. And amusingly, they compare numerous ships to women as well. Perhaps they hope the sea and ships will become jealous of the…
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      by ianthe  He had never taught her this. Since she hadn't had time to be with other men after he brought her to his bedroom, it could only mean she had practiced on her own to satisfy him.   Ah, what should he do with this precious rabbit.   The moment he thought this, the urge to ejaculate rose up. At the end of rough thrusting, his semen mixed with the water pooled inside her vagina. Though he couldn't see directly, he could vividly imagine the whitish fluid leaking from the gaps…
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      by ianthe  He naturally thought they could return to the townhouse.   But Izer Chesterfield was stupid. Consumed only by the thought of finding Celian, he realized only after finding her that they could encounter a wolf pack on their way back.   The cabin Jade had told him about was just a few dozen meters from the chapel. Before Izer could help her down, Celian hopped off the horse.   It was too cute to be a gamekeeper's cabin, and had too little furniture for a couple's…
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      by ianthe  Reluctant to deliver unfortunate news to such a person, Count Schwenn had knocked on the young duke's door instead. Since the young duke who was said to have fallen ill after the Duchess's death was now out playing with Jade looking perfectly fine, at least this one seemed to be in his right mind.   Izer responded in an emotionless tone. "There's no need to inform Father. I'll go look for her myself."   "Huh? But Your Grace, if Miss Berienne really went into the forest,…
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      by ianthe  The age gap between Celian and Beth was over ten years. She worried that if she insisted on her method, Beth might end up embarrassed.   Her expression grew serious. She would need to at least hear about how teenage boys and girls convey their love these days.   But the maids at the Chesterfield mansion weren't appropriate conversation partners. Marsha, who had worked there so long even the head butler couldn't easily handle her, and all the others except Celian, who had…
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      by ianthe The younger Mrs. Schwenn, on the other hand, declared that she hated Ophelia so much that she would stay locked up in her room. Rather, she seemed to be more interested in Celian. Jade grumbled inwardly and pulled his horse up close to Izer’s black horse. “Jade, tree there.” “Oh, thanks.” His head, covered by a hard riding helmet, dipped low. Thanks to Izer’s warning, he avoided the mishap of hitting his forehead on a thick branch. In return, Jade chose a topic of conversation that…
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      by ianthe The young duke was staring intently at Celian. Something was surging deep within his fixed crimson eyes. Something that started its sprint from his heart, from his brain, and headed towards the nerve endings of his limbs, and somewhere else. The person he had spent a sleepless night with was right here. Owen barely swallowed the groan that was about to escape his lips. The young duke didn’t seem to have any intention of hiding his lust. He had rested his chin on his hands, which were now clasped…
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      by ianthe “What are you thinking right now?” “Haa, uh......" “You must be thinking, ‘How long is this bastard going to keep this up?’” “......” “‘I should’ve killed him when I had the chance.’ Or maybe you’re thinking something like that. But I don’t think so. It’s not the kind of thought a woman who’s dripping wet with pleasure would have.” Celian trembled as she watched him become more and more unsightly day by day. Every time tears welled up in her eyes, Izer…
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      by ianthe Izer requested as he sat up with a pillow behind his back. "I'm hungry. Bring me stew and bread. And since it's hot, please make the milk cold." "I'll tell the maid." He chuckled. "You were calling me crazy when you woke me up earlier, and now you're running away again." "......" "Was it something like 'Even if he's trash, I can't just watch him die'?" He had clearly heard Doctor Owen's words while pretending to sleep. At the part about brain damage if the fever hadn't been brought…
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      by ianthe 06. Sympathy and Necessity   Owen lifted his head. His voice was quiet, as if worried about waking the patient. "It's a fever from stress and overexertion. Getting caught in the rain throughout the funeral, it's no wonder he fell ill. Thanks to your good care, at least it didn't become truly dangerous." "Thank you, Owen." Celian's eyes remained fixed on Izer's face. Owen glanced at her face while organizing his medical bag. The servant from the Chesterfield ducal house had burst in…
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