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"Firstly, she didn't state that we both needed consorts," Wise started, waving his hand around as he found some twine in his drawers. "In fact, she said 'consort'. So if we take that literally, which we will, that means this decree is only applicable for one potential partner." He hummed when he found what he needed, and he started rolling up his letter. "Secondly, she never specified who's hand."
Lighter listened intently, but after Wise finished speaking, it only took a few seconds for realisation to set in. When it did, it was quickly followed by utter disbelief.
”You didn’t…”
Wise gazed at him from under his silvery lashes, and despite his smile, his eyes remained firm and steadfast, like the high and low tides of the ocean; coming and going as nature intended.
"No wonder Her Majesty was so angry with you." Lighter shook his head, brows pinched in equal parts exasperation and frustration. "You're planning on staking your own hand in marriage."
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Due to circumstances, Wise has been forced to offer his hand in marriage in a tournament. Lighter is vehemently against this arrangement; more so than he really should. And he doesn't know why.
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- Part 1 of The Monarch and His Knight
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15 Mar 2025
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An Upfront White Day's Gift by heatinghaze
Fandoms: 崩坏：星穹铁道 | Honkai: Star Rail (Video Game)
12 Mar 2025
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Despite his popularity, not once had Caelus received a Valentine’s chocolate since he started high school. Of course, his close friends and family would give him some out of obligation, but that hardly counted. Not that it truly made a difference—he had no intention of accepting anyone’s feelings to begin with. His heart had long since been spoken for, claimed by none other than his ever-popular childhood friend, the school’s adored heartthrob, Phainon.
If there were an award for enduring unrequited love, Caelus would surely take first place—especially when his first love happened to be the school’s most beloved student, adored by both peers and teachers alike. Not that anyone else ever stood a chance if he tried to move on, considering his impossibly high standards, which are just: Phainon, Phainon, and Phainon.
But what if the real reason behind his lack of Valentine’s chocolates wasn’t chance or indifference, but something—or rather, someone—far closer to home? And what if the love he had quietly harbored for years, the one he had convinced himself was unrequited, wasn’t so one-sided after all?
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13 Mar 2025