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    by Willow Moss My family has rented land from Baker Manor for generations. Viscount Lloyd is an extremely stingy landlord, imposing exorbitant taxes. The peasants toil on barren land, only to surrender most of their harvest to the manor. By my father’s generation, war had made life even harder. When I was twelve, my father left home for the town and never returned. My mother bore four children—I have two younger sisters and a brother. The youngest, Boal, was just one year old. As for who his father was, perhaps…
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    by Willow Moss Viscount Garrett was utterly smitten with Freya. During their days at Baker Manor, they were inseparable—riding, picnicking, attending parties, hunting. The gentleman past his fifties seemed to have regained his youth. Soon, he proposed to Freya. At a dinner party, he publicly asked for her hand and sought Viscount Lloyd's approval. Freya shyly nodded in agreement, and Viscount Lloyd immediately applauded in congratulations. Garrett acted exceedingly generous, indifferent to the meager dowry Lloyd…
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    by Willow Moss Lauren had always wanted to catch the Baron's attention, and now she had succeeded. At least among the young ladies, the Baron was clearly most satisfied with her, even Lilyanna had been outmatched. She had thoroughly researched the Baron's preferences but, unlike Lilyanna, didn't take an unfamiliar path. Instead, she started with things close to everyday life. Knowing the Baron had a strained relationship with his mother, she presented herself as gentle and maternal, delicate yet resilient. This made…
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    by Willow Moss That night was exceptionally difficult for the viscount’s family. The women changed out of their colorful silk garments and into black mourning dresses, veiling their faces with black lace. They gathered by the warm fireplace, weeping in sorrow. The viscountess wailed all night, angrily cursing her daughter-in-law: "You useless woman! You didn't even leave Belon a son. I regret ever letting him marry you!" Vivian sneered coldly: "Why didn't you call me useless when you were using my dowry? You only…
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    by Willow Moss In the manor, four or five servants were dismissed, and the housekeeper Rachelia also left, believing herself to be derelict in her duties. My actions seemed to cause no real harm to the Lloyd Family, but instead implicated innocent servants. Yet I felt no remorse, constantly telling myself: "This is not my fault. Even without me, the Lloyd Family would have scapegoated the innocent, just as they once used me." A lie repeated a thousand times becomes the truth. At this moment, I was like the man who…
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    by Willow Moss "But thy eternal summer shall not fade, nor lose possession of that fair thou ow'st; nor shall Death brag thou wander'st in his shade, when in eternal lines to time thou grow'st." The baron was explaining poetry to me, his voice deep and charming. Flipping the page, he said, "This is a classic iambic pentameter sonnet, mainly divided into Petrarchan and Shakespearean styles, with a variant called Spenserian. Their key difference lies in the rhyme scheme. Do you understand?" "Can I interpret it as a…
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    by Willow Moss A reborn noble in 18th-century England navigates forbidden love and faith while battling for his inheritance. This poignant Regency BL novel weaves historical accuracy with soul-stirring romance, exploring redemption through a tender bond that defies societal shackles.
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    by Willow Moss While chopping wood, my clothes became soaked with sweat despite the cool weather. Especially when the early spring sunlight shone down, the heat made it unbearable. So, I took off my shirt and continued chopping bare-chested. At that moment, I heard the clip-clop of hooves approaching from afar. Looking up, I saw the baron, who had gone out riding in the morning, returning. He rode his horse slowly closer and eventually stopped beside me. I stood amidst a pile of firewood while he looked down at me…
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    by Willow Moss The baron clenched his fists, his voice low and clear: "Say it again. Tell me the reason." After a moment’s hesitation, I still replied, "I'm sorry." "Ha. So you'd rather face the constables," he sneered. My heart suddenly sank. If I were handed over to the sheriff on charges of plotting against a noble, death would surely await me. I looked up at the baron, his face filled with rage, lips tightly pressed, clearly infuriated by me. Perhaps he was regretting ever trusting someone as vile and…
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    by Willow Moss Winter had arrived, and heavy snow blanketed Baker Manor, turning it into a kingdom of ice and snow. The castle was bitterly cold, with only the fireplace rooms retaining warmth, while our servants' quarters were as frigid as ice cellars. No fires were allowed in the servants' bedrooms. At night, I shivered under thick quilts, often longing for the hearth in the small parlor. My room was barely a few square meters, containing only a bed and a cabinet, with no other furnishings. As for personal…
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