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Chapter 19: A Moment of Warmth
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After a moment of waiting, Alia finally managed to regain a semblance of calm from the day’s chaos. Her thoughts, like a small boat caught in a rushing current, had finally found the shore, leaving her utterly drained.Initially, she had been brimming with determination, planning meticulously how to set up training equipment and prepare for any unexpected emergencies. However, Elias’s sudden appearance had stirred her emotions, momentarily making her forget her precarious situation. Then, as if rising from the depths, vague but persistent doubts returned—who had wronged her? Who had dragged her into this inescapable enigma?When Marcellus unexpectedly appeared at the training grounds, her nerves spiked. She feared he might discover Elias’s presence and even began to question whether she had inadvertently revealed something herself. Later, in the study, Marcellus’s intimate gestures left her conflicted. His tender gaze, the warmth of his light kisses, and the deep affection in his whis
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Alia took a deep breath, pushing aside irrelevant thoughts. The most important matter now was preparing for the ball. She looked up at Elise and asked, “Before Marcellus left, did he leave any instructions for you?”Elise nodded, handing over a list. With a gentle tone, she said, “Master specifically asked me to give you this guest list so you could familiarize yourself with it in advance. These are the important attendees of the ball, and he hopes it will help you navigate the event with ease.”Taking the list, Alia’s gaze swept across the names. Her hand froze for a moment when she saw a familiar name—her “father.”Since rebirth, she hadn’t sought out this “father,” and he hadn’t visited her either. Their relationship, evidently, was distant at best. What shocked her even more was the name of a woman listed beside his, marked as “wife.”This wasn’t Livia’s mother but another woman altogether.Alia’s brows furrowed slightly as she recalled what Elise had mentioned before: after Livia
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Alia’s heart raced wildly, and the sound of footsteps grew louder. Cold sweat trickled down her forehead without her realizing it. She quickly reacted, sneaking around to hide behind the curtains, trying her best to blend into the darkness. Her ears strained to catch every movement of the approaching steps.Through a gap in the curtains, she glimpsed a soldier in the corridor. The soldier, holding a rifle, walked with steady and deliberate steps, clearly patrolling the house. Alia knew that if she was discovered, the consequences would be dire.What should I do? she cursed inwardly, her situation worsening by the second. She gently moved a few steps to the side, trying to avoid the soldier’s line of sight, but she knew she had no way out now.Just as she was on the verge of despair, suddenly, powerful hands grabbed her waist. There was no warning—Alia didn’t even have time to react. She was yanked up into the air before she could make a sound. The force was swift and light, as though
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“Alia, Alia.” A cheerful and slightly excited voice abruptly pulled Alia from her tangled thoughts. She looked up sharply and saw her younger sister, Lianna, standing at the doorway. Dressed in a pale yellow knee-length dress with a matching silk ribbon around her waist, Lianna exuded a lively charm, like a bright little bird brimming with vitality. A faint smile played on her lips, and her sparkling eyes carried a hint of mischief, as if she could always find joy wherever she went.“I just heard Marcellus say there’s going to be another ball!” Lianna said as she approached, skipping lightly around to Alia’s side. She tugged gently at Alia’s sleeve, her tone brimming with excitement. “How wonderful! Let me help you with it.”Alia froze for a moment, her emotions stirring into a quiet turmoil. Lianna, as always, appeared pure and carefree, seemingly untouched by the worries of the world. In contrast, Alia felt weighed down by invisible burdens pressing heavily on her shoulders.“You se
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“This ball is splendid. Elise mentioned it to me—despite your memory loss, you’ve managed to organize everything so flawlessly. Thank you.” A low, resonant voice sounded from behind Alia, accompanied by warm breath against her ear and arms encircling her waist. Startled for a brief moment, Alia quickly recognized Marcellus by his voice and the familiarity of his touch.Over the past few days, despite her conscious effort to maintain a certain distance, Alia couldn’t deny that their relationship had grown increasingly intimate. She no longer felt the initial resistance to Marcellus’s touch; instead, a strange sense of familiarity crept into her heart. Perhaps it was fatigue, or perhaps a softening deep within her, but she unconsciously leaned her head against his chest, her lips curving into a faint smile.“I’d rather attend a track than this ball,” she murmured teasingly. “Right now, all I want to do is run and jump, shake off these cumbersome decorations and rules.”Her playful words
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