Chapter 1
For three hundred years, I walked the Path of Apathy, yet I fell in love with every man I met.
The serene Hierophant, my stern Archmage mentor, my aloof senior knight, a roguish Warlock…
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But none of them wanted me.
So, I decided to stop torturing myself and joined the Crimson Cabal, a coven dedicated to pleasure. But just as I was about to initiate my first carnal rite, the Hierop- hant himself dragged me from a bed draped in scarlet silk.
A moment later, I found myself facing four pairs of eyes, all burning with a chilling frost.
The senior knight
s the third man I’d fallen for. When I confessed my feelings to him, my Archmage mentor was standing right behind me.
I shyly offered the knight an embroidered pouch I’d spent three days working on. His face remained a mask of cold indifference. “Sister, your focus should be on your training, not on matters of the heart.”
understand, Brother,” I said, turning to leave.
Hearing this, I snatched the pouch back. If you don’t want it, I’ll save it for the next one. This embroidery stuff is hard work.
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That’s when I saw my mentor, his face as dark as a thundercloud. His eyes were fixed on the pouch in my hand. I instinctively tried to hide it behind my back.
Just two days ago, I had used this very same pouch to confess my feelings to him.
Now, here! was, offering it to the knight, with my mentor as a witness. It was, to put it mildly, awkward.
“Cora,” my mentor’s voice was quiet,
it
sent a shiver down my spine. “If you continue this behavior, you will no longer have a place in this Order.”
If I were cast out, I wouldn’t be able to see him or the knight every day. Even if I couldn’t have them, just seeing them was something.
My knees went weak, and I dropped to the ground, my voice catching in a sob. “Master, I won’t do it again! Please don’t send me away!”
A flicker of emotion crossed his fac
“This time, I will let it go. Give me the pouch.”
