The Thorned Rose of Hearts
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Ever since the sudden death of the previous lord, the Astarte Estate had been thrown into chaos. Csepel Astarte, the late Duke's youngest son, had inherited the title at a young age, forced to manage the estate alone. The endless paperwork-requests from businesses, investments, and orders from the crown prince-never seemed to stop.
"Lady Deruses?" The Duke straightened up, long hair pulled over his shoulder as he reached for another bottle of ink. The pile of papers beside him was growing. "Is there something you need?"
"Yes, Your Grace." Her voice was calm, no sign of hesitation. "I wish to become a knight."
Csepel blinked, pausing for a moment, his pen hovering above the page. He looked up at the young woman before him, a figure he had seen around the estate but never truly noticed. A knight? It was an absurd request.
"Knight?" he repeated, his voice sharp.
"Yes, Your Grace," she answered firmly, her gaze steady. "I've made up my mind."
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He bent forward, lowering his voice into a grumbly murmur. "I happen to have a lovely tower with a splendid view of the harbor." "You are inviting me to your home?" I recoiled in surprise, sniffing as my tears dried. He cleared his throat awkwardly, looking away. "Ah, is that perhaps a bit too forward?" I shook my head, holding up my hands. "It is just that you do not know me very well." "But I would like to. Get to know you well, that is." ~~~~~ Four years after the events that led to the death of the elder brain- and the destruction of the Crown of Karsus- Gale accepted the offer to be a tenured professor at Blackstaff Academy. Both his former explosivity and his reputation as a hero of the Gate kept his students under control and the staff certain of his credibility. But when the new herbalist supplying the Academy finds him less than savory upon introduction, Gale attempts to fix his impression with varying degrees of success. First person female pov (cross-posted on AO3)
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