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    Private Dearly Beloved

    "Would it be easier to hate me? Would it help knowing that... for the first five years away, I never thought about you once?" Something tore open at his words that she couldn't express in anything less than a pained whimper as he walked closer, stalking like a shadow. She pressed herself...
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    Private Dearly Beloved

    He was carrying... soup? It was such a simple thing. An old friend who she hadn't seen in years. A bit of food offered as an apology. It was the kind of melancholy, simple thing that she would have romanticized as a younger girl. How many stories had she read where this very scene had played...
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    Private Dearly Beloved

    He was alive. It was something that should have brought her joy. It should have brought her relief. It should have made her giddy with excitement and hope. It should have done anything and everything but sink claws into her gut that were cold enough that her spine straightened, painfully tight...
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    Valeria Tisserand

    Valeria's legacy starts with not her own, but that of her forebearers. The Tisserand household was once a member of the High Houses, should her Uncle be believed, who claims that he was told that same story from his father, who was told it by his own, and so on and so forth. Why they lost their...
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