Yumetsuki
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✦•┈๑⋅⋯✎𓂃 ⋆⑅˚₊𓂃🖌 ⋯⋅๑┈•✦ Lunch break ended, and since it was Thursday, the students dispersed to their gender-specific classes. The ladies attended Refined Expressions, a subject devoted to fine arts, embroidery, and cultivating grace. Meanwhile, the young men made their way to the Knight’s Arena, where they trained in Martial and Chivalric Arts—horseback combat, swordsmanship, magical warfare, and the principles of honor, duty, and chivalry. Aster and Katharina…-
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⋆｡ﾟ☁︎｡⋆｡ﾟ☾ﾟ｡⋆｡ﾟ☁︎｡⋆｡ﾟ☾ﾟ｡⋆ﾟ☁︎｡⋆｡ﾟ☾ﾟ｡⋆ Aster sat by the window, her gaze lost in the sea of stars scattered across the velvet sky. The cool night breeze kissed her cheeks, but it did little to calm the storm raging within her mind. She traced the delicate curve of the crescent moon-shaped pendant resting in her palm, her thoughts entangled with the events of the afternoon. She thought of Ranley. She had admired him for so long, yet…
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⋆˚✿˖°⋆˚✿˖°⋆˚✿˖°⋆˚✿˖°⋆˚✿˖°⋆˚✿˖°⋆˚✿˖°⋆ When the bell signaled lunch break after Melodic Literature, Aster and Katharina slipped out to the garden near the music room, settling beneath the shade of a sprawling oak. The air was gentler there, far from Flavia and the others, the quiet rustling of leaves a welcome reprieve compared to the chatter of the dining hall. Katharina’s maids had prepared an exquisite spread that morning—delicate finger sandwiches…
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‧₊˚♪ 𝄞₊˚⊹‧₊˚♪ 𝄞₊˚⊹‧₊˚♪ 𝄞₊˚⊹ The next morning arrived—it was Friday. Aster intentionally came earlier than usual, slipping into the art room to retrieve her painting. She had forgotten it in her rush to catch the last carriage yesterday, and the thought of leaving it unattended overnight made her uneasy. Afraid Flavia and her friends might use the chance to meddle again, she wasted no time bringing it to Lady Lydia’s study. Relieved once it was safely…
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⊹₊⟡⋆꧁⎝ 𓆩༺⟡☾⚝☽⟡༻𓆪 ⎠꧂⋆⟡⊹₊ The weekend passed in a blur, yet Aster couldn’t shake the lingering feeling left by Randall’s music. It stirred something deep inside her—the way the melody resonated, pulling at her chest as if awakening a long-buried longing for something or someone unknown. She tried to forget about it, but the more she tried, the more it played in her head like a song stuck on repeat. Days passed, and life returned to its usual routine. There…
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. ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁ ⟡ ݁ . ⊹ ₊ ݁.. ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁ ⟡ ݁ . ⊹ ₊ ݁. That night, Aster held up her pendant, letting the moonlight reflect off its surface as she tried to decipher its meaning. She clutched it close, tracing her fingers over the inscription: "Once the moon and stars combine, Realms unite and stars align." It was almost the same as what the mirror had said. Her brows furrowed as she thought back to earlier that day in class. The moment had been fleeting, but it stuck with her. She…
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・┆✦At Aster’s Bedroom✦ ┆・ Aster sat by the window, gazing at the stars. Her mind replayed the debate again and again—the tension in Randall’s voice, the way his expression had shifted in that final moment. "Because I know." "What did he mean? Did he truly know something that the history books never recorded?" 'I have to know. I want to know.' She told herself it was because she aspired to be a diplomatic scholar—that a true diplomat must understand history. Yet deep down, she knew…
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⋆𝄞˚｡⋆⋆♡˚｡⋆⋆𝄞˚｡⋆⋆♡˚｡⋆⋆𝄞˚｡⋆ Few more weeks passed, and classes flowed as usual. However, today during their Etiquette and Diplomacy lesson, the students were led to the academy's grand ballroom. Bathed in golden afternoon light, the ballroom's polished marble floors reflected a warm glow, creating an atmosphere of timeless elegance. Today's lesson focused on court dances and formal ball etiquette—an essential skill for any noble. But before the session…
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1⩇:5⩇ am ｡˚ ☁︎ ˚｡｡˚☁︎☀︎˚☁︎｡｡˚ ☁︎ ˚｡｡ Aster jolted awake, her heart pounding as she scrambled out of bed. She had stayed up late finishing Ranley's assignment, intending to wake up early, but exhaustion had betrayed her. The sunlight streaming through her window told her everything she needed to know...she had overslept. Panic surged through her veins. Missing morning classes could put her scholarship in jeopardy. She took the quickest bath possible, dressed in…
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⛧°. ⋆༺☾❀˖°༻⋆. °⛧⛧°. ⋆༺☾❀˖°༻⋆. °⛧ Aster woke with a start, caught between the remnants of her dream and the morning light. In her dream was the event that happened yesterday—the one that had shaken her so much that even in her sleep, she was riding the wild horse again. She could hear the frantic pounding of hooves and feel the untamed power of the horse beneath her. Then she thought she saw her crystal crescent moon necklace shimmer just before she lost…
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⋅˚₊‧ ⋅˚₊‧ ⋅˚₊‧ ୨🕮୧ ‧₊˚ ⋅⋅˚₊‧⋅˚₊‧ Afternoon – LibraryDuring her part-time job at the library, Aster finished arranging the books. With nothing left to do, she found a quiet corner and reread a fiction novel titled “The Prince and the Herbalist Witch” to distract herself from overthinking. She had already finished it once, but returning to it again felt easier than sitting alone with her thoughts. But even as she read, her thoughts kept…
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⁎̩͙ ⁑̩͙̩͙ ⁂̩̩͙͙ ⁎̩⁑̩͙̩͙ ⁂̩̩͙͙ ⁎̩͙⋆༺⚔༻⋆ ⁑̩͙̩͙ ⁂̩̩͙͙ ⁎̩͙ ⁑̩͙̩ ⁂̩̩͙͙ ⁎̩͙ ⁑̩͙̩͙ ⁂̩̩͙͙ Wren, who had been left alone in the living room, now lay awake in his room. As he shut his eyes, their heated conversation replayed endlessly in his mind. “Ugh… Prince Randall, you fool.” He lay in bed, staring at the ceiling in frustration. Slowly, sleep claimed him—and memories of their first meeting slipped into his…
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. ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁ ⟡ ݁ . ⊹ ₊ ݁.. ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁ ⟡ ݁ . ⊹ ₊ ݁. The morning classes went on as usual, following the same subjects as Monday and Tuesday. However, for their Etiquette and Diplomacy lesson that afternoon, instead of another ballroom session, the class would be held on the equestrian grounds, where they would train for horseback riding. After witnessing Randall and Aster’s dance the previous day, Flavia and her friends were burning with jealousy. They plotted to humiliate Aster…
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♡ ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـ♡ ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـ♡ ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـ Randall had taken Aster to the nurse’s office immediately after rescuing her. The riding lesson was dismissed shortly after—except for Flavia and her friends, whom Professor Theo ordered to stay behind to answer for their behavior. Meanwhile, in the nurse’s office, Katharina followed closely behind Randall, her steps hurried and heart pounding. She had been pale with worry when she saw Aster unconscious. Wren trailed after them as well,…
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⛧°. ⋆༺☾✹༻⋆. °⛧ "...I'll make sure to return it." Randall set the book aside carefully and reached for the one he had originally intended to read—the book about mages and the origin of magic. He then glanced at Aster, who seemed unsure of what to do next. Silence stretched between them. He remembered that Aster had already said she was leaving—if only he hadn't held her up. Sensing that the silence between them might be unsettling for her, he chose not to delay her any further. "You…
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