I Became the Older Sister of the Northern Grand Duke
Chapter 0: Prologue I was the type of person more suited to stormy weather. Not the storm itself, but a person caught within its whirlwind. Unlike the storm, which fiercely commands its presence outwards, striving towards the end of life, a person within the storm naturally tends towards sloth. Yes, as a counterpoint to the advancing s...
Chapter 0: Prologue I was the type of person more suited to stormy weather. Not the storm itself, but a person caught within its whirlwind. Unlike the storm, which fiercely commands its presence outwards, striving towards the end of life, a person within the storm naturally tends towards sloth. Yes, as a counterpoint to the advancing storm, I, steeped in indolence and leaning blankly against a chair, am a fitting subject. Truthfully, this isn’t a situation where I should just be sitting like this. I should be twisting and curling up, or at least pulling the duvet from that empty-looking bed over myself to block the encroaching cold. The cold air bit into my skin, and the tips of my lungs tingled each time I inhaled. The familiar fluorescent lights on the ceiling and the noisy car sounds we
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