#aoab — Public Fediverse posts
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Freikirchliche Schreihälse und Menschenfischer sind in der Innenstadt aber weiterhin kein Problem.
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Das Ordnungsamt Dortmund verbietet dem DGB Infostände am 1. Mai in der Innenstadt. Am 2. Mai sind es 93 Jahre her, als die Nazis die Gewerkschaften verboten haben.
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Star-Cross Cookies: Part 3
#FanFiction #AscendanceOfABookworm
#Wss366 recreate/re-createArmed with Carnelia’s name, Rozemyne headed to the library, much to the dismay of her chief maid, Lieseleta. Rihyarda could have handled it, but Lieseleta lacked the experience and gravitas to control Rozemyne when she was fired up.
"Lady Carnelia!" Rozemyne shouted, bursting into the reading room the girl was using.
Lieseleta said just loud enough for the Aub to hear, “At least give her a proper greeting.”
“Of course,” Rozemyne replied.
“May I pray for a blessing in appreciation of this serendipitous meeting, ordained by the harsh judgment of Ewigeliebe, Lady Carnelia?” Rozemyne rushed through her greeting.
“You may.” The lady in question spoke barely loud enough to be heard and trembled like a winter leaf, which wasn’t surprising, given that the Aub had addressed her so suddenly.
“I need something red, romantic, and heart-shaped,” Rozemyne said.
“You might want to explain a bit,” Lieseleta said. She was overstepping herself, but the poor woman Rozemyne was addressing looked bewildered and on the verge of fainting in fright.
“Sorry, I want something to use with cookies for Star-Cross Day. Something other than those dreadful bugs! I don’t see how anyone could think coach beetles were romantic.”
Lady Carnelia stared, and then, as the word "romantic" sank in, she began to think. Her brows furrowed, and then a smile touched her lips. "There's the 'desert heart.' They have red, heart-shaped leaves and a mild, pleasant flavor. Perhaps you’ve had tea made from them.”
Rozemyne’s eyes grew wide. “Oh, that lovely mint tea. I think we export it. That would be wonderful.”
Lieseleta was used to Rozemyne’s use of strange words, but Lady Carnelia looked puzzled at the word “mint.”
Blissfully unaware, Rozemyne continued. “Mild, red, mint cookies with a heart-shaped leaf in their center. Perfect!”
Carried away, she rushed off to see the chef, leaving poor Lady Carnelia to recover in the now silent library.
[Sequel coming someday]
Tags: #SliceOfLife #AoaB #MicroFiction #TootFic #NMV366 #NMFic #Bookworm #Valentines
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Star-Cross Cookies: Part 3
#FanFiction #AscendanceOfABookworm
#Wss366 recreate/re-createArmed with Carnelia’s name, Rozemyne headed to the library, much to the dismay of her chief maid, Lieseleta. Rihyarda could have handled it, but Lieseleta lacked the experience and gravitas to control Rozemyne when she was fired up.
"Lady Carnelia!" Rozemyne shouted, bursting into the reading room the girl was using.
Lieseleta said just loud enough for the Aub to hear, “At least give her a proper greeting.”
“Of course,” Rozemyne replied.
“May I pray for a blessing in appreciation of this serendipitous meeting, ordained by the harsh judgment of Ewigeliebe, Lady Carnelia?” Rozemyne rushed through her greeting.
“You may.” The lady in question spoke barely loud enough to be heard and trembled like a winter leaf, which wasn’t surprising, given that the Aub had addressed her so suddenly.
“I need something red, romantic, and heart-shaped,” Rozemyne said.
“You might want to explain a bit,” Lieseleta said. She was overstepping herself, but the poor woman Rozemyne was addressing looked bewildered and on the verge of fainting in fright.
“Sorry, I want something to use with cookies for Star-Cross Day. Something other than those dreadful bugs! I don’t see how anyone could think coach beetles were romantic.”
Lady Carnelia stared, and then, as the word "romantic" sank in, she began to think. Her brows furrowed, and then a smile touched her lips. "There's the 'desert heart.' They have red, heart-shaped leaves and a mild, pleasant flavor. Perhaps you’ve had tea made from them.”
Rozemyne’s eyes grew wide. “Oh, that lovely mint tea. I think we export it. That would be wonderful.”
Lieseleta was used to Rozemyne’s use of strange words, but Lady Carnelia looked puzzled at the word “mint.”
Blissfully unaware, Rozemyne continued. “Mild, red, mint cookies with a heart-shaped leaf in their center. Perfect!”
Carried away, she rushed off to see the chef, leaving poor Lady Carnelia to recover in the now silent library.
[Sequel coming someday]
Tags: #SliceOfLife #AoaB #MicroFiction #TootFic #NMV366 #NMFic #Bookworm #Valentines
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Star-Cross Cookies: Part 3
#FanFiction #AscendanceOfABookworm
#Wss366 recreate/re-createArmed with Carnelia’s name, Rozemyne headed to the library, much to the dismay of her chief maid, Lieseleta. Rihyarda could have handled it, but Lieseleta lacked the experience and gravitas to control Rozemyne when she was fired up.
"Lady Carnelia!" Rozemyne shouted, bursting into the reading room the girl was using.
Lieseleta said just loud enough for the Aub to hear, “At least give her a proper greeting.”
“Of course,” Rozemyne replied.
“May I pray for a blessing in appreciation of this serendipitous meeting, ordained by the harsh judgment of Ewigeliebe, Lady Carnelia?” Rozemyne rushed through her greeting.
“You may.” The lady in question spoke barely loud enough to be heard and trembled like a winter leaf, which wasn’t surprising, given that the Aub had addressed her so suddenly.
“I need something red, romantic, and heart-shaped,” Rozemyne said.
“You might want to explain a bit,” Lieseleta said. She was overstepping herself, but the poor woman Rozemyne was addressing looked bewildered and on the verge of fainting in fright.
“Sorry, I want something to use with cookies for Star-Cross Day. Something other than those dreadful bugs! I don’t see how anyone could think coach beetles were romantic.”
Lady Carnelia stared, and then, as the word "romantic" sank in, she began to think. Her brows furrowed, and then a smile touched her lips. "There's the 'desert heart.' They have red, heart-shaped leaves and a mild, pleasant flavor. Perhaps you’ve had tea made from them.”
Rozemyne’s eyes grew wide. “Oh, that lovely mint tea. I think we export it. That would be wonderful.”
Lieseleta was used to Rozemyne’s use of strange words, but Lady Carnelia looked puzzled at the word “mint.”
Blissfully unaware, Rozemyne continued. “Mild, red, mint cookies with a heart-shaped leaf in their center. Perfect!”
Carried away, she rushed off to see the chef, leaving poor Lady Carnelia to recover in the now silent library.
[Sequel coming someday]
Tags: #SliceOfLife #AoaB #MicroFiction #TootFic #NMV366 #NMFic #Bookworm #Valentines
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Star-Cross Cookies: Part 3
#FanFiction #AscendanceOfABookworm
#Wss366 recreate/re-createArmed with Carnelia’s name, Rozemyne headed to the library, much to the dismay of her chief maid, Lieseleta. Rihyarda could have handled it, but Lieseleta lacked the experience and gravitas to control Rozemyne when she was fired up.
"Lady Carnelia!" Rozemyne shouted, bursting into the reading room the girl was using.
Lieseleta said just loud enough for the Aub to hear, “At least give her a proper greeting.”
“Of course,” Rozemyne replied.
“May I pray for a blessing in appreciation of this serendipitous meeting, ordained by the harsh judgment of Ewigeliebe, Lady Carnelia?” Rozemyne rushed through her greeting.
“You may.” The lady in question spoke barely loud enough to be heard and trembled like a winter leaf, which wasn’t surprising, given that the Aub had addressed her so suddenly.
“I need something red, romantic, and heart-shaped,” Rozemyne said.
“You might want to explain a bit,” Lieseleta said. She was overstepping herself, but the poor woman Rozemyne was addressing looked bewildered and on the verge of fainting in fright.
“Sorry, I want something to use with cookies for Star-Cross Day. Something other than those dreadful bugs! I don’t see how anyone could think coach beetles were romantic.”
Lady Carnelia stared, and then, as the word "romantic" sank in, she began to think. Her brows furrowed, and then a smile touched her lips. "There's the 'desert heart.' They have red, heart-shaped leaves and a mild, pleasant flavor. Perhaps you’ve had tea made from them.”
Rozemyne’s eyes grew wide. “Oh, that lovely mint tea. I think we export it. That would be wonderful.”
Lieseleta was used to Rozemyne’s use of strange words, but Lady Carnelia looked puzzled at the word “mint.”
Blissfully unaware, Rozemyne continued. “Mild, red, mint cookies with a heart-shaped leaf in their center. Perfect!”
Carried away, she rushed off to see the chef, leaving poor Lady Carnelia to recover in the now silent library.
[Sequel coming someday]
Tags: #SliceOfLife #AoaB #MicroFiction #TootFic #NMV366 #NMFic #Bookworm #Valentines
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Star-Cross Cookies: Part 3
#FanFiction #AscendanceOfABookworm
#Wss366 recreate/re-createArmed with Carnelia’s name, Rozemyne headed to the library, much to the dismay of her chief maid, Lieseleta. Rihyarda could have handled it, but Lieseleta lacked the experience and gravitas to control Rozemyne when she was fired up.
"Lady Carnelia!" Rozemyne shouted, bursting into the reading room the girl was using.
Lieseleta said just loud enough for the Aub to hear, “At least give her a proper greeting.”
“Of course,” Rozemyne replied.
“May I pray for a blessing in appreciation of this serendipitous meeting, ordained by the harsh judgment of Ewigeliebe, Lady Carnelia?” Rozemyne rushed through her greeting.
“You may.” The lady in question spoke barely loud enough to be heard and trembled like a winter leaf, which wasn’t surprising, given that the Aub had addressed her so suddenly.
“I need something red, romantic, and heart-shaped,” Rozemyne said.
“You might want to explain a bit,” Lieseleta said. She was overstepping herself, but the poor woman Rozemyne was addressing looked bewildered and on the verge of fainting in fright.
“Sorry, I want something to use with cookies for Star-Cross Day. Something other than those dreadful bugs! I don’t see how anyone could think coach beetles were romantic.”
Lady Carnelia stared, and then, as the word "romantic" sank in, she began to think. Her brows furrowed, and then a smile touched her lips. "There's the 'desert heart.' They have red, heart-shaped leaves and a mild, pleasant flavor. Perhaps you’ve had tea made from them.”
Rozemyne’s eyes grew wide. “Oh, that lovely mint tea. I think we export it. That would be wonderful.”
Lieseleta was used to Rozemyne’s use of strange words, but Lady Carnelia looked puzzled at the word “mint.”
Blissfully unaware, Rozemyne continued. “Mild, red, mint cookies with a heart-shaped leaf in their center. Perfect!”
Carried away, she rushed off to see the chef, leaving poor Lady Carnelia to recover in the now silent library.
[Sequel coming someday]
Tags: #SliceOfLife #AoaB #MicroFiction #TootFic #NMV366 #NMFic #Bookworm #Valentines
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Star-Cross Cookies: Part 1
#FanFiction #AscendanceOfABookworm
#Wss366 RevulsionHaving finished giving the chef the next recipe she wanted to try, Aub Rozemyne looked around the kitchen. Sometimes she got an idea when she saw something new. This time, it was a row of brown ceramic pots, each with two blue stars, that caught her attention.
“Milburn, what are those?” she asked the chef.
“Those would be pickles, Your Grace. They’re for Star-Cross Day.”
He took down a jar without further instruction, something he would never have done for another noble, let alone the Aub. But Rozemyne was different. She was relaxed about etiquette and had an insatiable curiosity.
He opened the vessel, releasing the smell of vinegar, wine, and spices. Then he reached in to extract a large, flat, brown bug. “This is a coach beetle,” he said, showing it to her.
“Ughhh.” Her response was involuntary as #revulsion swept over her. To her, they looked like giant cockroaches.
"Why would you eat that?" she asked, scrunching up her face.
“I suppose you wouldn’t know, Your Grace. Next week is a local holiday when the twin stars align. It’s said that proposals made on that day are blessed. Also, if your partner eats one of these, they’ll never stop loving you. Young men make quite a show of swallowing them.”
“Yuck! Why those?”
“When these little devils mate, the male rides around on the female’s back for weeks. That’s how they got the name coach beetle. Some people believe that men who eat them will be as faithful as the beetles themselves.”
Rozemyne thanked the chef and departed. “I know one thing: I’m not giving Ferdinand one of those. Revolting!”
[To be Continued]
Tags: #MicroFiction #TootFic #SliceOfLife #NMFic #Bookworm #AoaB #ValentinesDay
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High Tea at The Royal Academy
•─⋅☾Author Notes☽⋅─•
#FanFiction #AscendanceOfABookworm #HanneloresFifthYear
#wss366 #Mastoprompt #PIXIVCharitySantaI wrote this just as the translation of “Hannelore’s Fifth Year” volume two started appearing in J-Novel Club pre-pubs. To the best of my ability, this story doesn’t break the canon of “Ascension of a Bookworm” and volume one of “Hannelore’s Fifth Year.” Volume two will most likely render this AU, though. However, I like the idea of Rozemyne and Hannelore eventually living together. They both need a good friend.
Tags: #SliceOfLife #AoaB #MicroFiction #TootFic #Serial #NMV366 #NMFic #Bookworm
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High Tea at The Royal Academy
•─⋅☾Author Notes☽⋅─•
#FanFiction #AscendanceOfABookworm #HanneloresFifthYear
#wss366 #Mastoprompt #PIXIVCharitySantaI wrote this just as the translation of “Hannelore’s Fifth Year” volume two started appearing in J-Novel Club pre-pubs. To the best of my ability, this story doesn’t break the canon of “Ascension of a Bookworm” and volume one of “Hannelore’s Fifth Year.” Volume two will most likely render this AU, though. However, I like the idea of Rozemyne and Hannelore eventually living together. They both need a good friend.
Tags: #SliceOfLife #AoaB #MicroFiction #TootFic #Serial #NMV366 #NMFic #Bookworm
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High Tea at The Royal Academy
•─⋅☾Author Notes☽⋅─•
#FanFiction #AscendanceOfABookworm #HanneloresFifthYear
#wss366 #Mastoprompt #PIXIVCharitySantaI wrote this just as the translation of “Hannelore’s Fifth Year” volume two started appearing in J-Novel Club pre-pubs. To the best of my ability, this story doesn’t break the canon of “Ascension of a Bookworm” and volume one of “Hannelore’s Fifth Year.” Volume two will most likely render this AU, though. However, I like the idea of Rozemyne and Hannelore eventually living together. They both need a good friend.
Tags: #SliceOfLife #AoaB #MicroFiction #TootFic #Serial #NMV366 #NMFic #Bookworm
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High Tea at The Royal Academy
•─⋅☾Author Notes☽⋅─•
#FanFiction #AscendanceOfABookworm #HanneloresFifthYear
#wss366 #Mastoprompt #PIXIVCharitySantaI wrote this just as the translation of “Hannelore’s Fifth Year” volume two started appearing in J-Novel Club pre-pubs. To the best of my ability, this story doesn’t break the canon of “Ascension of a Bookworm” and volume one of “Hannelore’s Fifth Year.” Volume two will most likely render this AU, though. However, I like the idea of Rozemyne and Hannelore eventually living together. They both need a good friend.
Tags: #SliceOfLife #AoaB #MicroFiction #TootFic #Serial #NMV366 #NMFic #Bookworm
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High Tea at The Royal Academy
•─⋅☾Author Notes☽⋅─•
#FanFiction #AscendanceOfABookworm #HanneloresFifthYear
#wss366 #Mastoprompt #PIXIVCharitySantaI wrote this just as the translation of “Hannelore’s Fifth Year” volume two started appearing in J-Novel Club pre-pubs. To the best of my ability, this story doesn’t break the canon of “Ascension of a Bookworm” and volume one of “Hannelore’s Fifth Year.” Volume two will most likely render this AU, though. However, I like the idea of Rozemyne and Hannelore eventually living together. They both need a good friend.
Tags: #SliceOfLife #AoaB #MicroFiction #TootFic #Serial #NMV366 #NMFic #Bookworm
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High Tea at The Royal Academy
•─⋅☾6. Tea Cake Crumbs☽⋅─•
#FanFiction #AscendanceOfABookworm #HanneloresFifthYear
#wss366 #Mastoprompt #PIXIVCharitySanta•─⋅☾Meanwhile in Dunkelfelger☽⋅─•
“Oh, my,” said Sieglinde, Hannelore’s mother. It would have taken a more observant man than Aub Werdekraf to notice the slight pallor that crept into his wife’s cheeks. But it was there, a sure sign that something highly unusual and alarming had happened. Fortunately, no servants were in the private dining room where the two were having dinner to observe her alarm.
“Is that Hannelore’s letter?” he asked as she handed it to him. He blinked as he read it, glanced up at his wife, and then continued reading.
Putting it down, he said, “How could Ferdinand have let this happen? A magical shumil?”
“Not just any shumil, it's a minor artifact. Only Ferdinand and Rozemyne could have made this one.”
“But what could it mean?” Wedekraf’s voice was muffled by the hands he had placed over his face.
His wife gave it some thought. She was the steadying hand that kept the Dunkelfelger ruling family in line. “Ah, I think I see.—Have you noticed that Rozemyne is inordinately fond of Hannelore?”
“One could hardly miss it. Do you think that’s all it is—an extravagant gift?”
“Do be sensible. Given Ferdinand’s involvement, it must mean something—something that can’t be spoken of directly.”
“But what?”
“What if Rozemyne is in love with Hannalore? If Ferdinand were to take Hana as a second wife, she would have an unassailable place where she could be with Rozemyne.”
The Aub took his hands away from his face, revealing brows scrunched in concentration. “That does sound like the kind of devious plan Ferdinand would come up with, but Rozemyne? I thought she had eyes #solely for Ferdinand.”
His wife was smiling now as she tapped her finger on the table. “It’s the #perfect solution to our Hannelore problem. She gets a good marriage with people who will ensure her comfort, and we strengthen our relationship with Alexandria and Rozemyne.”
•─⋅☾And in Alexandria☽⋅─•
Ferdinand emerged from the laboratory and approached his reading wife. “Do you know where the Shumil tool went? I had some ideas about how to cut down on the mana cost.”
The book slowly lowered, and Rozemyne looked up at him. “I sent it with Lady Sorrona to give to Hannelore.”
Ferdinand’s eyebrows twitched. “You did what!?”
Rozemyne set aside her book. “Oh dear, am I going to get another lecture?” Her tone was resigned.
[FINIS]
Tags: #SliceOfLife #AoaB #MicroFiction #TootFic #Serial #NMV366 #NMFic #Bookworm
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High Tea at The Royal Academy
•─⋅☾6. Tea Cake Crumbs☽⋅─•
#FanFiction #AscendanceOfABookworm #HanneloresFifthYear
#wss366 #Mastoprompt #PIXIVCharitySanta•─⋅☾Meanwhile in Dunkelfelger☽⋅─•
“Oh, my,” said Sieglinde, Hannelore’s mother. It would have taken a more observant man than Aub Werdekraf to notice the slight pallor that crept into his wife’s cheeks. But it was there, a sure sign that something highly unusual and alarming had happened. Fortunately, no servants were in the private dining room where the two were having dinner to observe her alarm.
“Is that Hannelore’s letter?” he asked as she handed it to him. He blinked as he read it, glanced up at his wife, and then continued reading.
Putting it down, he said, “How could Ferdinand have let this happen? A magical shumil?”
“Not just any shumil, it's a minor artifact. Only Ferdinand and Rozemyne could have made this one.”
“But what could it mean?” Wedekraf’s voice was muffled by the hands he had placed over his face.
His wife gave it some thought. She was the steadying hand that kept the Dunkelfelger ruling family in line. “Ah, I think I see.—Have you noticed that Rozemyne is inordinately fond of Hannelore?”
“One could hardly miss it. Do you think that’s all it is—an extravagant gift?”
“Do be sensible. Given Ferdinand’s involvement, it must mean something—something that can’t be spoken of directly.”
“But what?”
“What if Rozemyne is in love with Hannalore? If Ferdinand were to take Hana as a second wife, she would have an unassailable place where she could be with Rozemyne.”
The Aub took his hands away from his face, revealing brows scrunched in concentration. “That does sound like the kind of devious plan Ferdinand would come up with, but Rozemyne? I thought she had eyes #solely for Ferdinand.”
His wife was smiling now as she tapped her finger on the table. “It’s the #perfect solution to our Hannelore problem. She gets a good marriage with people who will ensure her comfort, and we strengthen our relationship with Alexandria and Rozemyne.”
•─⋅☾And in Alexandria☽⋅─•
Ferdinand emerged from the laboratory and approached his reading wife. “Do you know where the Shumil tool went? I had some ideas about how to cut down on the mana cost.”
The book slowly lowered, and Rozemyne looked up at him. “I sent it with Lady Sorrona to give to Hannelore.”
Ferdinand’s eyebrows twitched. “You did what!?”
Rozemyne set aside her book. “Oh dear, am I going to get another lecture?” Her tone was resigned.
[FINIS]
Tags: #SliceOfLife #AoaB #MicroFiction #TootFic #Serial #NMV366 #NMFic #Bookworm
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High Tea at The Royal Academy
•─⋅☾6. Tea Cake Crumbs☽⋅─•
#FanFiction #AscendanceOfABookworm #HanneloresFifthYear
#wss366 #Mastoprompt #PIXIVCharitySanta•─⋅☾Meanwhile in Dunkelfelger☽⋅─•
“Oh, my,” said Sieglinde, Hannelore’s mother. It would have taken a more observant man than Aub Werdekraf to notice the slight pallor that crept into his wife’s cheeks. But it was there, a sure sign that something highly unusual and alarming had happened. Fortunately, no servants were in the private dining room where the two were having dinner to observe her alarm.
“Is that Hannelore’s letter?” he asked as she handed it to him. He blinked as he read it, glanced up at his wife, and then continued reading.
Putting it down, he said, “How could Ferdinand have let this happen? A magical shumil?”
“Not just any shumil, it's a minor artifact. Only Ferdinand and Rozemyne could have made this one.”
“But what could it mean?” Wedekraf’s voice was muffled by the hands he had placed over his face.
His wife gave it some thought. She was the steadying hand that kept the Dunkelfelger ruling family in line. “Ah, I think I see.—Have you noticed that Rozemyne is inordinately fond of Hannelore?”
“One could hardly miss it. Do you think that’s all it is—an extravagant gift?”
“Do be sensible. Given Ferdinand’s involvement, it must mean something—something that can’t be spoken of directly.”
“But what?”
“What if Rozemyne is in love with Hannalore? If Ferdinand were to take Hana as a second wife, she would have an unassailable place where she could be with Rozemyne.”
The Aub took his hands away from his face, revealing brows scrunched in concentration. “That does sound like the kind of devious plan Ferdinand would come up with, but Rozemyne? I thought she had eyes #solely for Ferdinand.”
His wife was smiling now as she tapped her finger on the table. “It’s the #perfect solution to our Hannelore problem. She gets a good marriage with people who will ensure her comfort, and we strengthen our relationship with Alexandria and Rozemyne.”
•─⋅☾And in Alexandria☽⋅─•
Ferdinand emerged from the laboratory and approached his reading wife. “Do you know where the Shumil tool went? I had some ideas about how to cut down on the mana cost.”
The book slowly lowered, and Rozemyne looked up at him. “I sent it with Lady Sorrona to give to Hannelore.”
Ferdinand’s eyebrows twitched. “You did what!?”
Rozemyne set aside her book. “Oh dear, am I going to get another lecture?” Her tone was resigned.
[FINIS]
Tags: #SliceOfLife #AoaB #MicroFiction #TootFic #Serial #NMV366 #NMFic #Bookworm
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High Tea at The Royal Academy
•─⋅☾6. Tea Cake Crumbs☽⋅─•
#FanFiction #AscendanceOfABookworm #HanneloresFifthYear
#wss366 #Mastoprompt #PIXIVCharitySanta•─⋅☾Meanwhile in Dunkelfelger☽⋅─•
“Oh, my,” said Sieglinde, Hannelore’s mother. It would have taken a more observant man than Aub Werdekraf to notice the slight pallor that crept into his wife’s cheeks. But it was there, a sure sign that something highly unusual and alarming had happened. Fortunately, no servants were in the private dining room where the two were having dinner to observe her alarm.
“Is that Hannelore’s letter?” he asked as she handed it to him. He blinked as he read it, glanced up at his wife, and then continued reading.
Putting it down, he said, “How could Ferdinand have let this happen? A magical shumil?”
“Not just any shumil, it's a minor artifact. Only Ferdinand and Rozemyne could have made this one.”
“But what could it mean?” Wedekraf’s voice was muffled by the hands he had placed over his face.
His wife gave it some thought. She was the steadying hand that kept the Dunkelfelger ruling family in line. “Ah, I think I see.—Have you noticed that Rozemyne is inordinately fond of Hannelore?”
“One could hardly miss it. Do you think that’s all it is—an extravagant gift?”
“Do be sensible. Given Ferdinand’s involvement, it must mean something—something that can’t be spoken of directly.”
“But what?”
“What if Rozemyne is in love with Hannalore? If Ferdinand were to take Hana as a second wife, she would have an unassailable place where she could be with Rozemyne.”
The Aub took his hands away from his face, revealing brows scrunched in concentration. “That does sound like the kind of devious plan Ferdinand would come up with, but Rozemyne? I thought she had eyes #solely for Ferdinand.”
His wife was smiling now as she tapped her finger on the table. “It’s the #perfect solution to our Hannelore problem. She gets a good marriage with people who will ensure her comfort, and we strengthen our relationship with Alexandria and Rozemyne.”
•─⋅☾And in Alexandria☽⋅─•
Ferdinand emerged from the laboratory and approached his reading wife. “Do you know where the Shumil tool went? I had some ideas about how to cut down on the mana cost.”
The book slowly lowered, and Rozemyne looked up at him. “I sent it with Lady Sorrona to give to Hannelore.”
Ferdinand’s eyebrows twitched. “You did what!?”
Rozemyne set aside her book. “Oh dear, am I going to get another lecture?” Her tone was resigned.
[FINIS]
Tags: #SliceOfLife #AoaB #MicroFiction #TootFic #Serial #NMV366 #NMFic #Bookworm
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High Tea at The Royal Academy
•─⋅☾6. Tea Cake Crumbs☽⋅─•
#FanFiction #AscendanceOfABookworm #HanneloresFifthYear
#wss366 #Mastoprompt #PIXIVCharitySanta•─⋅☾Meanwhile in Dunkelfelger☽⋅─•
“Oh, my,” said Sieglinde, Hannelore’s mother. It would have taken a more observant man than Aub Werdekraf to notice the slight pallor that crept into his wife’s cheeks. But it was there, a sure sign that something highly unusual and alarming had happened. Fortunately, no servants were in the private dining room where the two were having dinner to observe her alarm.
“Is that Hannelore’s letter?” he asked as she handed it to him. He blinked as he read it, glanced up at his wife, and then continued reading.
Putting it down, he said, “How could Ferdinand have let this happen? A magical shumil?”
“Not just any shumil, it's a minor artifact. Only Ferdinand and Rozemyne could have made this one.”
“But what could it mean?” Wedekraf’s voice was muffled by the hands he had placed over his face.
His wife gave it some thought. She was the steadying hand that kept the Dunkelfelger ruling family in line. “Ah, I think I see.—Have you noticed that Rozemyne is inordinately fond of Hannelore?”
“One could hardly miss it. Do you think that’s all it is—an extravagant gift?”
“Do be sensible. Given Ferdinand’s involvement, it must mean something—something that can’t be spoken of directly.”
“But what?”
“What if Rozemyne is in love with Hannalore? If Ferdinand were to take Hana as a second wife, she would have an unassailable place where she could be with Rozemyne.”
The Aub took his hands away from his face, revealing brows scrunched in concentration. “That does sound like the kind of devious plan Ferdinand would come up with, but Rozemyne? I thought she had eyes #solely for Ferdinand.”
His wife was smiling now as she tapped her finger on the table. “It’s the #perfect solution to our Hannelore problem. She gets a good marriage with people who will ensure her comfort, and we strengthen our relationship with Alexandria and Rozemyne.”
•─⋅☾And in Alexandria☽⋅─•
Ferdinand emerged from the laboratory and approached his reading wife. “Do you know where the Shumil tool went? I had some ideas about how to cut down on the mana cost.”
The book slowly lowered, and Rozemyne looked up at him. “I sent it with Lady Sorrona to give to Hannelore.”
Ferdinand’s eyebrows twitched. “You did what!?”
Rozemyne set aside her book. “Oh dear, am I going to get another lecture?” Her tone was resigned.
[FINIS]
Tags: #SliceOfLife #AoaB #MicroFiction #TootFic #Serial #NMV366 #NMFic #Bookworm
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High Tea at The Royal Academy ロイヤル・アカデミーでのハイティー
•─⋅☾5. Shumils 2/2 ☽⋅─•
#FanFiction #AscendanceOfABookworm #HanneloresFifthYear
#wss366 #Mastoprompt #PIXIVCharitySanta[2/2 Continued from the previous post]
Taking a breath, Sorrona began. “Ferdinand told me to be brief, since you must be busy, so I’ll be direct. Rozemyne requests that you accept me onto the Library Committee. I have already received Mestionora’s blessing, and I fervently hope to serve her and become a librarian someday.”
Hannelore hadn’t planned on reviving the Library Committee. The library had plenty of staff, and she had no interest in the work. As the highest-ranking Dunkelfelger at the school, she had enough to do.
Looking into her junior’s pleading eyes made saying no hard. She sighed to herself. It wouldn’t do to decide until she had consulted with Cordula, her head maid, and her mother. “I’ll need to check.”
The girl nodded, seeming satisfied. She beckoned to her maid, who stepped forward with a chest richly decorated with carved shumil. Cordula stepped forward, opened the chest, nodded, and handed it to Hannelore. Inside was a fluffy shumil plushie dressed in blue librarian robes. Its forepaws were outstretched.
Sorrona explained, “If you feed it mana while petting it, you can give it a book to read to you. Ferdinand and Rozemyne worked very hard on it.”
Hannelore’s eyes grew wide. Her mind screamed, “Too much! Why!”
She caught Cordula’s eye, who nodded imperceptibly and made a sign indicating their time was up.
Hannelore grabbed the lifeline. “I see it’s time for me to leave. I have another pressing appointment. May Dregarnuhr bind our threads again soon. Until then, may Schutzaria keep you company.”
As soon as Sorrona said goodbye, Hannelore fled.
“And may Verdraeos be with me, for I surely need his help.” Her whimper went unheard by anyone except the god himself.
Tags: #SliceOfLife #AoaB #MicroFiction #TootFic #Serial #NMFic #Bookworm
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High Tea at The Royal Academy ロイヤル・アカデミーでのハイティー
•─⋅☾5. Shumils 2/2 ☽⋅─•
#FanFiction #AscendanceOfABookworm #HanneloresFifthYear
#wss366 #Mastoprompt #PIXIVCharitySanta[2/2 Continued from the previous post]
Taking a breath, Sorrona began. “Ferdinand told me to be brief, since you must be busy, so I’ll be direct. Rozemyne requests that you accept me onto the Library Committee. I have already received Mestionora’s blessing, and I fervently hope to serve her and become a librarian someday.”
Hannelore hadn’t planned on reviving the Library Committee. The library had plenty of staff, and she had no interest in the work. As the highest-ranking Dunkelfelger at the school, she had enough to do.
Looking into her junior’s pleading eyes made saying no hard. She sighed to herself. It wouldn’t do to decide until she had consulted with Cordula, her head maid, and her mother. “I’ll need to check.”
The girl nodded, seeming satisfied. She beckoned to her maid, who stepped forward with a chest richly decorated with carved shumil. Cordula stepped forward, opened the chest, nodded, and handed it to Hannelore. Inside was a fluffy shumil plushie dressed in blue librarian robes. Its forepaws were outstretched.
Sorrona explained, “If you feed it mana while petting it, you can give it a book to read to you. Ferdinand and Rozemyne worked very hard on it.”
Hannelore’s eyes grew wide. Her mind screamed, “Too much! Why!”
She caught Cordula’s eye, who nodded imperceptibly and made a sign indicating their time was up.
Hannelore grabbed the lifeline. “I see it’s time for me to leave. I have another pressing appointment. May Dregarnuhr bind our threads again soon. Until then, may Schutzaria keep you company.”
As soon as Sorrona said goodbye, Hannelore fled.
“And may Verdraeos be with me, for I surely need his help.” Her whimper went unheard by anyone except the god himself.
Tags: #SliceOfLife #AoaB #MicroFiction #TootFic #Serial #NMFic #Bookworm
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High Tea at The Royal Academy ロイヤル・アカデミーでのハイティー
•─⋅☾5. Shumils 2/2 ☽⋅─•
#FanFiction #AscendanceOfABookworm #HanneloresFifthYear
#wss366 #Mastoprompt #PIXIVCharitySanta[2/2 Continued from the previous post]
Taking a breath, Sorrona began. “Ferdinand told me to be brief, since you must be busy, so I’ll be direct. Rozemyne requests that you accept me onto the Library Committee. I have already received Mestionora’s blessing, and I fervently hope to serve her and become a librarian someday.”
Hannelore hadn’t planned on reviving the Library Committee. The library had plenty of staff, and she had no interest in the work. As the highest-ranking Dunkelfelger at the school, she had enough to do.
Looking into her junior’s pleading eyes made saying no hard. She sighed to herself. It wouldn’t do to decide until she had consulted with Cordula, her head maid, and her mother. “I’ll need to check.”
The girl nodded, seeming satisfied. She beckoned to her maid, who stepped forward with a chest richly decorated with carved shumil. Cordula stepped forward, opened the chest, nodded, and handed it to Hannelore. Inside was a fluffy shumil plushie dressed in blue librarian robes. Its forepaws were outstretched.
Sorrona explained, “If you feed it mana while petting it, you can give it a book to read to you. Ferdinand and Rozemyne worked very hard on it.”
Hannelore’s eyes grew wide. Her mind screamed, “Too much! Why!”
She caught Cordula’s eye, who nodded imperceptibly and made a sign indicating their time was up.
Hannelore grabbed the lifeline. “I see it’s time for me to leave. I have another pressing appointment. May Dregarnuhr bind our threads again soon. Until then, may Schutzaria keep you company.”
As soon as Sorrona said goodbye, Hannelore fled.
“And may Verdraeos be with me, for I surely need his help.” Her whimper went unheard by anyone except the god himself.
Tags: #SliceOfLife #AoaB #MicroFiction #TootFic #Serial #NMFic #Bookworm
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High Tea at The Royal Academy ロイヤル・アカデミーでのハイティー
•─⋅☾5. Shumils 2/2 ☽⋅─•
#FanFiction #AscendanceOfABookworm #HanneloresFifthYear
#wss366 #Mastoprompt #PIXIVCharitySanta[2/2 Continued from the previous post]
Taking a breath, Sorrona began. “Ferdinand told me to be brief, since you must be busy, so I’ll be direct. Rozemyne requests that you accept me onto the Library Committee. I have already received Mestionora’s blessing, and I fervently hope to serve her and become a librarian someday.”
Hannelore hadn’t planned on reviving the Library Committee. The library had plenty of staff, and she had no interest in the work. As the highest-ranking Dunkelfelger at the school, she had enough to do.
Looking into her junior’s pleading eyes made saying no hard. She sighed to herself. It wouldn’t do to decide until she had consulted with Cordula, her head maid, and her mother. “I’ll need to check.”
The girl nodded, seeming satisfied. She beckoned to her maid, who stepped forward with a chest richly decorated with carved shumil. Cordula stepped forward, opened the chest, nodded, and handed it to Hannelore. Inside was a fluffy shumil plushie dressed in blue librarian robes. Its forepaws were outstretched.
Sorrona explained, “If you feed it mana while petting it, you can give it a book to read to you. Ferdinand and Rozemyne worked very hard on it.”
Hannelore’s eyes grew wide. Her mind screamed, “Too much! Why!”
She caught Cordula’s eye, who nodded imperceptibly and made a sign indicating their time was up.
Hannelore grabbed the lifeline. “I see it’s time for me to leave. I have another pressing appointment. May Dregarnuhr bind our threads again soon. Until then, may Schutzaria keep you company.”
As soon as Sorrona said goodbye, Hannelore fled.
“And may Verdraeos be with me, for I surely need his help.” Her whimper went unheard by anyone except the god himself.
Tags: #SliceOfLife #AoaB #MicroFiction #TootFic #Serial #NMFic #Bookworm
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High Tea at The Royal Academy ロイヤル・アカデミーでのハイティー
•─⋅☾5. Shumils 2/2 ☽⋅─•
#FanFiction #AscendanceOfABookworm #HanneloresFifthYear
#wss366 #Mastoprompt #PIXIVCharitySanta[2/2 Continued from the previous post]
Taking a breath, Sorrona began. “Ferdinand told me to be brief, since you must be busy, so I’ll be direct. Rozemyne requests that you accept me onto the Library Committee. I have already received Mestionora’s blessing, and I fervently hope to serve her and become a librarian someday.”
Hannelore hadn’t planned on reviving the Library Committee. The library had plenty of staff, and she had no interest in the work. As the highest-ranking Dunkelfelger at the school, she had enough to do.
Looking into her junior’s pleading eyes made saying no hard. She sighed to herself. It wouldn’t do to decide until she had consulted with Cordula, her head maid, and her mother. “I’ll need to check.”
The girl nodded, seeming satisfied. She beckoned to her maid, who stepped forward with a chest richly decorated with carved shumil. Cordula stepped forward, opened the chest, nodded, and handed it to Hannelore. Inside was a fluffy shumil plushie dressed in blue librarian robes. Its forepaws were outstretched.
Sorrona explained, “If you feed it mana while petting it, you can give it a book to read to you. Ferdinand and Rozemyne worked very hard on it.”
Hannelore’s eyes grew wide. Her mind screamed, “Too much! Why!”
She caught Cordula’s eye, who nodded imperceptibly and made a sign indicating their time was up.
Hannelore grabbed the lifeline. “I see it’s time for me to leave. I have another pressing appointment. May Dregarnuhr bind our threads again soon. Until then, may Schutzaria keep you company.”
As soon as Sorrona said goodbye, Hannelore fled.
“And may Verdraeos be with me, for I surely need his help.” Her whimper went unheard by anyone except the god himself.
Tags: #SliceOfLife #AoaB #MicroFiction #TootFic #Serial #NMFic #Bookworm
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High Tea at The Royal Academy ロイヤル・アカデミーでのハイティー
•─⋅☾5. Shumils 1/2☽⋅─•
#FanFiction #AscendanceOfABookworm #HanneloresFifthYear
#wss366 #Mastoprompt #PIXIVCharitySantaAs the tea ended, each girl rose and curtsied first to Hannelore, the representative of the highest-ranking duchy, and then to Sorrona, their host. The girl from Blumenfeld was first. The lovely dove-gray silk of her dress matched her eyes, which smiled insincerely at Hannelore. However, there was nothing lovely about how they bore into Sorrona. Then, with a silken rustle, she was gone.
Hannelore wondered if Sorrona was aware of the tension her favoritism had produced. She would need to report to her mother about the rising tensions between Blumenfeld and Alexandria. It would be unpleasant if they got caught in the middle. Many of Dunkelfelger’s lords were still loyal to the former king, who now ruled Blumenfeld, especially the older lords whose #lands were in the countryside.
As the last girl left, Sorrona sighed and began to slouch until she noticed her lady's maid’s #grim look.
“I hope it wasn’t too much trouble asking you to stay, Lady Hannelore. Aub Rozemyne speaks fondly of you, and she sends Mestionora’s blessings and hopes that Dregarnuhr will soon bind your threads with hers.”
“It was no trouble. I, too, hope that Dregarnuhr’s loom will soon bring us together,” Hannelore replied, wondering why Sorrona had wanted a private interview with her. Her worries grew when Sorrona took an anti-eavesdropping tool from her maid and said, “Shall we?”
“Most certainly,” Hannelore replied. She took out a similar tool.
[1/2 Continued in the next post]
Tags: #SliceOfLife #AoaB #MicroFiction #TootFic #Serial #NMFic #Bookworm
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High Tea at The Royal Academy ロイヤル・アカデミーでのハイティー
•─⋅☾5. Shumils 1/2☽⋅─•
#FanFiction #AscendanceOfABookworm #HanneloresFifthYear
#wss366 #Mastoprompt #PIXIVCharitySantaAs the tea ended, each girl rose and curtsied first to Hannelore, the representative of the highest-ranking duchy, and then to Sorrona, their host. The girl from Blumenfeld was first. The lovely dove-gray silk of her dress matched her eyes, which smiled insincerely at Hannelore. However, there was nothing lovely about how they bore into Sorrona. Then, with a silken rustle, she was gone.
Hannelore wondered if Sorrona was aware of the tension her favoritism had produced. She would need to report to her mother about the rising tensions between Blumenfeld and Alexandria. It would be unpleasant if they got caught in the middle. Many of Dunkelfelger’s lords were still loyal to the former king, who now ruled Blumenfeld, especially the older lords whose #lands were in the countryside.
As the last girl left, Sorrona sighed and began to slouch until she noticed her lady's maid’s #grim look.
“I hope it wasn’t too much trouble asking you to stay, Lady Hannelore. Aub Rozemyne speaks fondly of you, and she sends Mestionora’s blessings and hopes that Dregarnuhr will soon bind your threads with hers.”
“It was no trouble. I, too, hope that Dregarnuhr’s loom will soon bring us together,” Hannelore replied, wondering why Sorrona had wanted a private interview with her. Her worries grew when Sorrona took an anti-eavesdropping tool from her maid and said, “Shall we?”
“Most certainly,” Hannelore replied. She took out a similar tool.
[1/2 Continued in the next post]
Tags: #SliceOfLife #AoaB #MicroFiction #TootFic #Serial #NMFic #Bookworm
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High Tea at The Royal Academy ロイヤル・アカデミーでのハイティー
•─⋅☾5. Shumils 1/2☽⋅─•
#FanFiction #AscendanceOfABookworm #HanneloresFifthYear
#wss366 #Mastoprompt #PIXIVCharitySantaAs the tea ended, each girl rose and curtsied first to Hannelore, the representative of the highest-ranking duchy, and then to Sorrona, their host. The girl from Blumenfeld was first. The lovely dove-gray silk of her dress matched her eyes, which smiled insincerely at Hannelore. However, there was nothing lovely about how they bore into Sorrona. Then, with a silken rustle, she was gone.
Hannelore wondered if Sorrona was aware of the tension her favoritism had produced. She would need to report to her mother about the rising tensions between Blumenfeld and Alexandria. It would be unpleasant if they got caught in the middle. Many of Dunkelfelger’s lords were still loyal to the former king, who now ruled Blumenfeld, especially the older lords whose #lands were in the countryside.
As the last girl left, Sorrona sighed and began to slouch until she noticed her lady's maid’s #grim look.
“I hope it wasn’t too much trouble asking you to stay, Lady Hannelore. Aub Rozemyne speaks fondly of you, and she sends Mestionora’s blessings and hopes that Dregarnuhr will soon bind your threads with hers.”
“It was no trouble. I, too, hope that Dregarnuhr’s loom will soon bring us together,” Hannelore replied, wondering why Sorrona had wanted a private interview with her. Her worries grew when Sorrona took an anti-eavesdropping tool from her maid and said, “Shall we?”
“Most certainly,” Hannelore replied. She took out a similar tool.
[1/2 Continued in the next post]
Tags: #SliceOfLife #AoaB #MicroFiction #TootFic #Serial #NMFic #Bookworm
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High Tea at The Royal Academy ロイヤル・アカデミーでのハイティー
•─⋅☾5. Shumils 1/2☽⋅─•
#FanFiction #AscendanceOfABookworm #HanneloresFifthYear
#wss366 #Mastoprompt #PIXIVCharitySantaAs the tea ended, each girl rose and curtsied first to Hannelore, the representative of the highest-ranking duchy, and then to Sorrona, their host. The girl from Blumenfeld was first. The lovely dove-gray silk of her dress matched her eyes, which smiled insincerely at Hannelore. However, there was nothing lovely about how they bore into Sorrona. Then, with a silken rustle, she was gone.
Hannelore wondered if Sorrona was aware of the tension her favoritism had produced. She would need to report to her mother about the rising tensions between Blumenfeld and Alexandria. It would be unpleasant if they got caught in the middle. Many of Dunkelfelger’s lords were still loyal to the former king, who now ruled Blumenfeld, especially the older lords whose #lands were in the countryside.
As the last girl left, Sorrona sighed and began to slouch until she noticed her lady's maid’s #grim look.
“I hope it wasn’t too much trouble asking you to stay, Lady Hannelore. Aub Rozemyne speaks fondly of you, and she sends Mestionora’s blessings and hopes that Dregarnuhr will soon bind your threads with hers.”
“It was no trouble. I, too, hope that Dregarnuhr’s loom will soon bring us together,” Hannelore replied, wondering why Sorrona had wanted a private interview with her. Her worries grew when Sorrona took an anti-eavesdropping tool from her maid and said, “Shall we?”
“Most certainly,” Hannelore replied. She took out a similar tool.
[1/2 Continued in the next post]
Tags: #SliceOfLife #AoaB #MicroFiction #TootFic #Serial #NMFic #Bookworm
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High Tea at The Royal Academy ロイヤル・アカデミーでのハイティー
•─⋅☾5. Shumils 1/2☽⋅─•
#FanFiction #AscendanceOfABookworm #HanneloresFifthYear
#wss366 #Mastoprompt #PIXIVCharitySantaAs the tea ended, each girl rose and curtsied first to Hannelore, the representative of the highest-ranking duchy, and then to Sorrona, their host. The girl from Blumenfeld was first. The lovely dove-gray silk of her dress matched her eyes, which smiled insincerely at Hannelore. However, there was nothing lovely about how they bore into Sorrona. Then, with a silken rustle, she was gone.
Hannelore wondered if Sorrona was aware of the tension her favoritism had produced. She would need to report to her mother about the rising tensions between Blumenfeld and Alexandria. It would be unpleasant if they got caught in the middle. Many of Dunkelfelger’s lords were still loyal to the former king, who now ruled Blumenfeld, especially the older lords whose #lands were in the countryside.
As the last girl left, Sorrona sighed and began to slouch until she noticed her lady's maid’s #grim look.
“I hope it wasn’t too much trouble asking you to stay, Lady Hannelore. Aub Rozemyne speaks fondly of you, and she sends Mestionora’s blessings and hopes that Dregarnuhr will soon bind your threads with hers.”
“It was no trouble. I, too, hope that Dregarnuhr’s loom will soon bring us together,” Hannelore replied, wondering why Sorrona had wanted a private interview with her. Her worries grew when Sorrona took an anti-eavesdropping tool from her maid and said, “Shall we?”
“Most certainly,” Hannelore replied. She took out a similar tool.
[1/2 Continued in the next post]
Tags: #SliceOfLife #AoaB #MicroFiction #TootFic #Serial #NMFic #Bookworm
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High Tea at The Royal Academy
•─⋅☾4. Book Buddies Forever☽⋅─•
#FanFiction #AscendanceOfABookworm #HanneloresFifthYear
#wss366 #Mastoprompt #PIXIVCharitySantaAs was customary, Sorrona took the first swallow of matcha. Then, she passed the cups around.
Everyone took a sip of the emerald-green #liquid. The lady from Klassenberg made a slightly wry face but quickly hid it. What was her name? Hannelore wondered. "Valeriane Tochter Klassenberg. That was it."
"This is lovely china, so unique," Valeriane said. Hanna thought it was perhaps an attempt to cover up her faux pas. "May I buy a set for my tea parties?" Valeriane went on.
“No, I’m sorry,” Sorrona answered. "They won't be available until after the Archduke Conference, but you can have the setting in front of you as a gift. You'll find Aub Rozemyne’s personal seal on the bottom.”
"Now, on to the treats," she said, sampling a sandwich and each confection to demonstrate that they weren't poisoned. "This is matcha milli feuille," she said, cutting into the lavish cake. She stumbled slightly over the name and giggled nervously.
"Everyone calls these tanieh jellies," she said, picking up the deep tan confections. "And these are mochi," she said, eating one of the round confections. "Rozemyne is very proud of the mochi. She said that they were incredibly difficult to develop.”
Finished, she turned to Hannelore. "You might be wondering why Her Grace entrusted me with debuting her creations. I was surprised, too, but when she asked who wanted to join the library committee, I was the only one to volunteer. She said you were my senpai, and that I should listen to you."
Sorrona giggled after making this serious announcement.
Hannelore stared as a feeling of déjà vu washed over her.
When Sorrona held up her little finger, it seemed to Hannelore that the girl wanted to shake pinkies. Flustered and unsure what to do, Hannelore complied, wrapping her pinky around Sorrona’s.
Sorrona giggled again and said, "Book buddies forever."
Such obvious favoritism clearly showed that Alexandria had singled out Dunkelfelger for special favor. Either that or they were signaling a marriage offer was in the making. Perhapes, Ferdinand was looking for a second wife. One wrong move and they would feel snubbed, and she would make an enemy of them.
Hannelore could feel the other women’s eyes burning through her. They would immediately share this intelligence with their duchies. Until she heard back from Dunkelfelger's Aub, her every move would be watched and interpreted. It was a nightmare.
She carefully #folded hands, making sure her smile didn’t waver. It was a far cry from her thoughts."What has my bad timing gotten me into this time?"
Tags: #SliceOfLife #AoaB #MicroFiction #TootFic #Serial #NMV366 #NMFic #Bookworm
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High Tea at The Royal Academy
•─⋅☾4. Book Buddies Forever☽⋅─•
#FanFiction #AscendanceOfABookworm #HanneloresFifthYear
#wss366 #Mastoprompt #PIXIVCharitySantaAs was customary, Sorrona took the first swallow of matcha. Then, she passed the cups around.
Everyone took a sip of the emerald-green #liquid. The lady from Klassenberg made a slightly wry face but quickly hid it. What was her name? Hannelore wondered. "Valeriane Tochter Klassenberg. That was it."
"This is lovely china, so unique," Valeriane said. Hanna thought it was perhaps an attempt to cover up her faux pas. "May I buy a set for my tea parties?" Valeriane went on.
“No, I’m sorry,” Sorrona answered. "They won't be available until after the Archduke Conference, but you can have the setting in front of you as a gift. You'll find Aub Rozemyne’s personal seal on the bottom.”
"Now, on to the treats," she said, sampling a sandwich and each confection to demonstrate that they weren't poisoned. "This is matcha milli feuille," she said, cutting into the lavish cake. She stumbled slightly over the name and giggled nervously.
"Everyone calls these tanieh jellies," she said, picking up the deep tan confections. "And these are mochi," she said, eating one of the round confections. "Rozemyne is very proud of the mochi. She said that they were incredibly difficult to develop.”
Finished, she turned to Hannelore. "You might be wondering why Her Grace entrusted me with debuting her creations. I was surprised, too, but when she asked who wanted to join the library committee, I was the only one to volunteer. She said you were my senpai, and that I should listen to you."
Sorrona giggled after making this serious announcement.
Hannelore stared as a feeling of déjà vu washed over her.
When Sorrona held up her little finger, it seemed to Hannelore that the girl wanted to shake pinkies. Flustered and unsure what to do, Hannelore complied, wrapping her pinky around Sorrona’s.
Sorrona giggled again and said, "Book buddies forever."
Such obvious favoritism clearly showed that Alexandria had singled out Dunkelfelger for special favor. Either that or they were signaling a marriage offer was in the making. Perhapes, Ferdinand was looking for a second wife. One wrong move and they would feel snubbed, and she would make an enemy of them.
Hannelore could feel the other women’s eyes burning through her. They would immediately share this intelligence with their duchies. Until she heard back from Dunkelfelger's Aub, her every move would be watched and interpreted. It was a nightmare.
She carefully #folded hands, making sure her smile didn’t waver. It was a far cry from her thoughts."What has my bad timing gotten me into this time?"
Tags: #SliceOfLife #AoaB #MicroFiction #TootFic #Serial #NMV366 #NMFic #Bookworm
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High Tea at The Royal Academy
•─⋅☾4. Book Buddies Forever☽⋅─•
#FanFiction #AscendanceOfABookworm #HanneloresFifthYear
#wss366 #Mastoprompt #PIXIVCharitySantaAs was customary, Sorrona took the first swallow of matcha. Then, she passed the cups around.
Everyone took a sip of the emerald-green #liquid. The lady from Klassenberg made a slightly wry face but quickly hid it. What was her name? Hannelore wondered. "Valeriane Tochter Klassenberg. That was it."
"This is lovely china, so unique," Valeriane said. Hanna thought it was perhaps an attempt to cover up her faux pas. "May I buy a set for my tea parties?" Valeriane went on.
“No, I’m sorry,” Sorrona answered. "They won't be available until after the Archduke Conference, but you can have the setting in front of you as a gift. You'll find Aub Rozemyne’s personal seal on the bottom.”
"Now, on to the treats," she said, sampling a sandwich and each confection to demonstrate that they weren't poisoned. "This is matcha milli feuille," she said, cutting into the lavish cake. She stumbled slightly over the name and giggled nervously.
"Everyone calls these tanieh jellies," she said, picking up the deep tan confections. "And these are mochi," she said, eating one of the round confections. "Rozemyne is very proud of the mochi. She said that they were incredibly difficult to develop.”
Finished, she turned to Hannelore. "You might be wondering why Her Grace entrusted me with debuting her creations. I was surprised, too, but when she asked who wanted to join the library committee, I was the only one to volunteer. She said you were my senpai, and that I should listen to you."
Sorrona giggled after making this serious announcement.
Hannelore stared as a feeling of déjà vu washed over her.
When Sorrona held up her little finger, it seemed to Hannelore that the girl wanted to shake pinkies. Flustered and unsure what to do, Hannelore complied, wrapping her pinky around Sorrona’s.
Sorrona giggled again and said, "Book buddies forever."
Such obvious favoritism clearly showed that Alexandria had singled out Dunkelfelger for special favor. Either that or they were signaling a marriage offer was in the making. Perhapes, Ferdinand was looking for a second wife. One wrong move and they would feel snubbed, and she would make an enemy of them.
Hannelore could feel the other women’s eyes burning through her. They would immediately share this intelligence with their duchies. Until she heard back from Dunkelfelger's Aub, her every move would be watched and interpreted. It was a nightmare.
She carefully #folded hands, making sure her smile didn’t waver. It was a far cry from her thoughts."What has my bad timing gotten me into this time?"
Tags: #SliceOfLife #AoaB #MicroFiction #TootFic #Serial #NMV366 #NMFic #Bookworm
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High Tea at The Royal Academy
•─⋅☾4. Book Buddies Forever☽⋅─•
#FanFiction #AscendanceOfABookworm #HanneloresFifthYear
#wss366 #Mastoprompt #PIXIVCharitySantaAs was customary, Sorrona took the first swallow of matcha. Then, she passed the cups around.
Everyone took a sip of the emerald-green #liquid. The lady from Klassenberg made a slightly wry face but quickly hid it. What was her name? Hannelore wondered. "Valeriane Tochter Klassenberg. That was it."
"This is lovely china, so unique," Valeriane said. Hanna thought it was perhaps an attempt to cover up her faux pas. "May I buy a set for my tea parties?" Valeriane went on.
“No, I’m sorry,” Sorrona answered. "They won't be available until after the Archduke Conference, but you can have the setting in front of you as a gift. You'll find Aub Rozemyne’s personal seal on the bottom.”
"Now, on to the treats," she said, sampling a sandwich and each confection to demonstrate that they weren't poisoned. "This is matcha milli feuille," she said, cutting into the lavish cake. She stumbled slightly over the name and giggled nervously.
"Everyone calls these tanieh jellies," she said, picking up the deep tan confections. "And these are mochi," she said, eating one of the round confections. "Rozemyne is very proud of the mochi. She said that they were incredibly difficult to develop.”
Finished, she turned to Hannelore. "You might be wondering why Her Grace entrusted me with debuting her creations. I was surprised, too, but when she asked who wanted to join the library committee, I was the only one to volunteer. She said you were my senpai, and that I should listen to you."
Sorrona giggled after making this serious announcement.
Hannelore stared as a feeling of déjà vu washed over her.
When Sorrona held up her little finger, it seemed to Hannelore that the girl wanted to shake pinkies. Flustered and unsure what to do, Hannelore complied, wrapping her pinky around Sorrona’s.
Sorrona giggled again and said, "Book buddies forever."
Such obvious favoritism clearly showed that Alexandria had singled out Dunkelfelger for special favor. Either that or they were signaling a marriage offer was in the making. Perhapes, Ferdinand was looking for a second wife. One wrong move and they would feel snubbed, and she would make an enemy of them.
Hannelore could feel the other women’s eyes burning through her. They would immediately share this intelligence with their duchies. Until she heard back from Dunkelfelger's Aub, her every move would be watched and interpreted. It was a nightmare.
She carefully #folded hands, making sure her smile didn’t waver. It was a far cry from her thoughts."What has my bad timing gotten me into this time?"
Tags: #SliceOfLife #AoaB #MicroFiction #TootFic #Serial #NMV366 #NMFic #Bookworm
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High Tea at The Royal Academy
•─⋅☾4. Book Buddies Forever☽⋅─•
#FanFiction #AscendanceOfABookworm #HanneloresFifthYear
#wss366 #Mastoprompt #PIXIVCharitySantaAs was customary, Sorrona took the first swallow of matcha. Then, she passed the cups around.
Everyone took a sip of the emerald-green #liquid. The lady from Klassenberg made a slightly wry face but quickly hid it. What was her name? Hannelore wondered. "Valeriane Tochter Klassenberg. That was it."
"This is lovely china, so unique," Valeriane said. Hanna thought it was perhaps an attempt to cover up her faux pas. "May I buy a set for my tea parties?" Valeriane went on.
“No, I’m sorry,” Sorrona answered. "They won't be available until after the Archduke Conference, but you can have the setting in front of you as a gift. You'll find Aub Rozemyne’s personal seal on the bottom.”
"Now, on to the treats," she said, sampling a sandwich and each confection to demonstrate that they weren't poisoned. "This is matcha milli feuille," she said, cutting into the lavish cake. She stumbled slightly over the name and giggled nervously.
"Everyone calls these tanieh jellies," she said, picking up the deep tan confections. "And these are mochi," she said, eating one of the round confections. "Rozemyne is very proud of the mochi. She said that they were incredibly difficult to develop.”
Finished, she turned to Hannelore. "You might be wondering why Her Grace entrusted me with debuting her creations. I was surprised, too, but when she asked who wanted to join the library committee, I was the only one to volunteer. She said you were my senpai, and that I should listen to you."
Sorrona giggled after making this serious announcement.
Hannelore stared as a feeling of déjà vu washed over her.
When Sorrona held up her little finger, it seemed to Hannelore that the girl wanted to shake pinkies. Flustered and unsure what to do, Hannelore complied, wrapping her pinky around Sorrona’s.
Sorrona giggled again and said, "Book buddies forever."
Such obvious favoritism clearly showed that Alexandria had singled out Dunkelfelger for special favor. Either that or they were signaling a marriage offer was in the making. Perhapes, Ferdinand was looking for a second wife. One wrong move and they would feel snubbed, and she would make an enemy of them.
Hannelore could feel the other women’s eyes burning through her. They would immediately share this intelligence with their duchies. Until she heard back from Dunkelfelger's Aub, her every move would be watched and interpreted. It was a nightmare.
She carefully #folded hands, making sure her smile didn’t waver. It was a far cry from her thoughts."What has my bad timing gotten me into this time?"
Tags: #SliceOfLife #AoaB #MicroFiction #TootFic #Serial #NMV366 #NMFic #Bookworm
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High Tea at The Royal Academy
•─⋅☾3. Matcha & Celadon☽⋅─•
#FanFiction #AscendanceOfABookworm #HanneloresFifthYear
#wss366 #Mastoprompt #PIXIVCharitySantaHannalore was shown to a seat next to Sorrona. Each place setting was stunning. Handleless cups and plates with a jade-green glaze gleamed, which pooled in darker lines made by pattern of swimming #fish. What caught her eye most, though, was the fine web of cracks running through the glaze. They were lovely and unlike anything she had seen before.
In the table’s center was a silver three-tiered stand. The bottom contained a cake made of many thin, crepe layers with whipped cream sandwiched between each, and all dusted with green powder. It gave off a faint odor of tea. On the next tier were dainty crustless sandwiches, and on the top tier were tanieh jellies and soft, round confections covered with roasted samaneh seeds.
The mingled sweet scents made her mouth water. To think she would be among the first to taste Rozemyne’s newest creations. It felt like a miraculous honor. For once, just once, her timing had been perfect.
“I thought I would start our tea with a ritual that Rozemyne introduced to our court,” Sorrona said as the last guest was seated. “If you pass me your cups, I’ll make a special tea for you. You may decline, in which case you’ll be served a nice black blend. Either is exquisite, but the former is an adventure.”
As everyone passed their cups to Sorrona, Hannalore overheard the girl from Drewanchel say in a stage whisper, "Well, at least we don't have to worry about her fainting and leaving us hostless." Hannalore felt sorry for Sorrona again.
The target of the girl’s retort gave no sign of having heard and continued. "This is the finest tea, which is then ground into a fine powder. Rozemyne calls it matcha. You warm the cup with a bit of hot water, add this much matcha, add hot water, and whisk it. The temperature of the water is very important. If it is too hot, the tea will be bitter."
Sorrona picked up a small whisk and rolled it between her palms, turning the tea into a thick, emerald froth.
"Rozemyne says that any lady or gentleman should be able to do this for their guests. It is the highest honor. Having servants do it implies that you feel your guests are unworthy of your attention."
Some of the ladies looked shocked, but Hannalore thought, "I bet Ferdinand was the #architect of that custom to accommodate his eccentric wife." But it also seemed like a charming custom.
Tags: #SliceOfLife #AoaB #MicroFiction #TootFic #Serial #NMV366 #NMFic #Bookworm
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High Tea at The Royal Academy
•─⋅☾3. Matcha & Celadon☽⋅─•
#FanFiction #AscendanceOfABookworm #HanneloresFifthYear
#wss366 #Mastoprompt #PIXIVCharitySantaHannalore was shown to a seat next to Sorrona. Each place setting was stunning. Handleless cups and plates with a jade-green glaze gleamed, which pooled in darker lines made by pattern of swimming #fish. What caught her eye most, though, was the fine web of cracks running through the glaze. They were lovely and unlike anything she had seen before.
In the table’s center was a silver three-tiered stand. The bottom contained a cake made of many thin, crepe layers with whipped cream sandwiched between each, and all dusted with green powder. It gave off a faint odor of tea. On the next tier were dainty crustless sandwiches, and on the top tier were tanieh jellies and soft, round confections covered with roasted samaneh seeds.
The mingled sweet scents made her mouth water. To think she would be among the first to taste Rozemyne’s newest creations. It felt like a miraculous honor. For once, just once, her timing had been perfect.
“I thought I would start our tea with a ritual that Rozemyne introduced to our court,” Sorrona said as the last guest was seated. “If you pass me your cups, I’ll make a special tea for you. You may decline, in which case you’ll be served a nice black blend. Either is exquisite, but the former is an adventure.”
As everyone passed their cups to Sorrona, Hannalore overheard the girl from Drewanchel say in a stage whisper, "Well, at least we don't have to worry about her fainting and leaving us hostless." Hannalore felt sorry for Sorrona again.
The target of the girl’s retort gave no sign of having heard and continued. "This is the finest tea, which is then ground into a fine powder. Rozemyne calls it matcha. You warm the cup with a bit of hot water, add this much matcha, add hot water, and whisk it. The temperature of the water is very important. If it is too hot, the tea will be bitter."
Sorrona picked up a small whisk and rolled it between her palms, turning the tea into a thick, emerald froth.
"Rozemyne says that any lady or gentleman should be able to do this for their guests. It is the highest honor. Having servants do it implies that you feel your guests are unworthy of your attention."
Some of the ladies looked shocked, but Hannalore thought, "I bet Ferdinand was the #architect of that custom to accommodate his eccentric wife." But it also seemed like a charming custom.
Tags: #SliceOfLife #AoaB #MicroFiction #TootFic #Serial #NMV366 #NMFic #Bookworm
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High Tea at The Royal Academy
•─⋅☾3. Matcha & Celadon☽⋅─•
#FanFiction #AscendanceOfABookworm #HanneloresFifthYear
#wss366 #Mastoprompt #PIXIVCharitySantaHannalore was shown to a seat next to Sorrona. Each place setting was stunning. Handleless cups and plates with a jade-green glaze gleamed, which pooled in darker lines made by pattern of swimming #fish. What caught her eye most, though, was the fine web of cracks running through the glaze. They were lovely and unlike anything she had seen before.
In the table’s center was a silver three-tiered stand. The bottom contained a cake made of many thin, crepe layers with whipped cream sandwiched between each, and all dusted with green powder. It gave off a faint odor of tea. On the next tier were dainty crustless sandwiches, and on the top tier were tanieh jellies and soft, round confections covered with roasted samaneh seeds.
The mingled sweet scents made her mouth water. To think she would be among the first to taste Rozemyne’s newest creations. It felt like a miraculous honor. For once, just once, her timing had been perfect.
“I thought I would start our tea with a ritual that Rozemyne introduced to our court,” Sorrona said as the last guest was seated. “If you pass me your cups, I’ll make a special tea for you. You may decline, in which case you’ll be served a nice black blend. Either is exquisite, but the former is an adventure.”
As everyone passed their cups to Sorrona, Hannalore overheard the girl from Drewanchel say in a stage whisper, "Well, at least we don't have to worry about her fainting and leaving us hostless." Hannalore felt sorry for Sorrona again.
The target of the girl’s retort gave no sign of having heard and continued. "This is the finest tea, which is then ground into a fine powder. Rozemyne calls it matcha. You warm the cup with a bit of hot water, add this much matcha, add hot water, and whisk it. The temperature of the water is very important. If it is too hot, the tea will be bitter."
Sorrona picked up a small whisk and rolled it between her palms, turning the tea into a thick, emerald froth.
"Rozemyne says that any lady or gentleman should be able to do this for their guests. It is the highest honor. Having servants do it implies that you feel your guests are unworthy of your attention."
Some of the ladies looked shocked, but Hannalore thought, "I bet Ferdinand was the #architect of that custom to accommodate his eccentric wife." But it also seemed like a charming custom.
Tags: #SliceOfLife #AoaB #MicroFiction #TootFic #Serial #NMV366 #NMFic #Bookworm
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High Tea at The Royal Academy
•─⋅☾3. Matcha & Celadon☽⋅─•
#FanFiction #AscendanceOfABookworm #HanneloresFifthYear
#wss366 #Mastoprompt #PIXIVCharitySantaHannalore was shown to a seat next to Sorrona. Each place setting was stunning. Handleless cups and plates with a jade-green glaze gleamed, which pooled in darker lines made by pattern of swimming #fish. What caught her eye most, though, was the fine web of cracks running through the glaze. They were lovely and unlike anything she had seen before.
In the table’s center was a silver three-tiered stand. The bottom contained a cake made of many thin, crepe layers with whipped cream sandwiched between each, and all dusted with green powder. It gave off a faint odor of tea. On the next tier were dainty crustless sandwiches, and on the top tier were tanieh jellies and soft, round confections covered with roasted samaneh seeds.
The mingled sweet scents made her mouth water. To think she would be among the first to taste Rozemyne’s newest creations. It felt like a miraculous honor. For once, just once, her timing had been perfect.
“I thought I would start our tea with a ritual that Rozemyne introduced to our court,” Sorrona said as the last guest was seated. “If you pass me your cups, I’ll make a special tea for you. You may decline, in which case you’ll be served a nice black blend. Either is exquisite, but the former is an adventure.”
As everyone passed their cups to Sorrona, Hannalore overheard the girl from Drewanchel say in a stage whisper, "Well, at least we don't have to worry about her fainting and leaving us hostless." Hannalore felt sorry for Sorrona again.
The target of the girl’s retort gave no sign of having heard and continued. "This is the finest tea, which is then ground into a fine powder. Rozemyne calls it matcha. You warm the cup with a bit of hot water, add this much matcha, add hot water, and whisk it. The temperature of the water is very important. If it is too hot, the tea will be bitter."
Sorrona picked up a small whisk and rolled it between her palms, turning the tea into a thick, emerald froth.
"Rozemyne says that any lady or gentleman should be able to do this for their guests. It is the highest honor. Having servants do it implies that you feel your guests are unworthy of your attention."
Some of the ladies looked shocked, but Hannalore thought, "I bet Ferdinand was the #architect of that custom to accommodate his eccentric wife." But it also seemed like a charming custom.
Tags: #SliceOfLife #AoaB #MicroFiction #TootFic #Serial #NMV366 #NMFic #Bookworm
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High Tea at The Royal Academy
•─⋅☾3. Matcha & Celadon☽⋅─•
#FanFiction #AscendanceOfABookworm #HanneloresFifthYear
#wss366 #Mastoprompt #PIXIVCharitySantaHannalore was shown to a seat next to Sorrona. Each place setting was stunning. Handleless cups and plates with a jade-green glaze gleamed, which pooled in darker lines made by pattern of swimming #fish. What caught her eye most, though, was the fine web of cracks running through the glaze. They were lovely and unlike anything she had seen before.
In the table’s center was a silver three-tiered stand. The bottom contained a cake made of many thin, crepe layers with whipped cream sandwiched between each, and all dusted with green powder. It gave off a faint odor of tea. On the next tier were dainty crustless sandwiches, and on the top tier were tanieh jellies and soft, round confections covered with roasted samaneh seeds.
The mingled sweet scents made her mouth water. To think she would be among the first to taste Rozemyne’s newest creations. It felt like a miraculous honor. For once, just once, her timing had been perfect.
“I thought I would start our tea with a ritual that Rozemyne introduced to our court,” Sorrona said as the last guest was seated. “If you pass me your cups, I’ll make a special tea for you. You may decline, in which case you’ll be served a nice black blend. Either is exquisite, but the former is an adventure.”
As everyone passed their cups to Sorrona, Hannalore overheard the girl from Drewanchel say in a stage whisper, "Well, at least we don't have to worry about her fainting and leaving us hostless." Hannalore felt sorry for Sorrona again.
The target of the girl’s retort gave no sign of having heard and continued. "This is the finest tea, which is then ground into a fine powder. Rozemyne calls it matcha. You warm the cup with a bit of hot water, add this much matcha, add hot water, and whisk it. The temperature of the water is very important. If it is too hot, the tea will be bitter."
Sorrona picked up a small whisk and rolled it between her palms, turning the tea into a thick, emerald froth.
"Rozemyne says that any lady or gentleman should be able to do this for their guests. It is the highest honor. Having servants do it implies that you feel your guests are unworthy of your attention."
Some of the ladies looked shocked, but Hannalore thought, "I bet Ferdinand was the #architect of that custom to accommodate his eccentric wife." But it also seemed like a charming custom.
Tags: #SliceOfLife #AoaB #MicroFiction #TootFic #Serial #NMV366 #NMFic #Bookworm
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High Tea at The Royal Academy
•─⋅☾2. High Tea: Arrival☽⋅─•
#FanFiction #AscendanceOfABookworm #HanneloresFifthYear
#wss366 #PIXIVCharitySanta“Do you think Wilfred will be there?” Hannalore asked Cordula for the third time.
Her attendant resisted the urge to roll her eyes. "It seems unlikely. It would be awkward, given what has occurred, but you'll find out soon enough.—But we are here; so please don’t #overlook your manners."
The room selected for the tea was small, decorated in the latest Alexandrian fashion, complete with elegant bookshelves and tasteful ornaments. Anyone daring to take out a book would have found that it was fake. Even the Alexandrian court, influenced by their new aub, couldn't afford to display this many books in a mere academy meeting room.
Hannalore chuckled. Knowing Rozemyne, the books would soon be real. She then blushed, embarrassed to have laughed out loud at such an inopportune moment. Her unfortunate timing had already played a trick on her.
Lady Sorrona rose as Hannalore entered. She was short for her age, with a face unfashionably sun-darkened. Yet she had a cute smile, and her clothes were in the best taste, liberally decorated with tiny lace flowers in the Ehrenfest fashion.
"Lady Hannalore, once again, Dregarnuhr, the Goddess of Time, has woven our threads together and blessed us with a meeting," Sorrona greeted her. Her voice quavered, and Hannalore felt sympathy for her. She, too, felt nervous when hosting others. It must be much worse for Sorrona, a first-year, hosting such important individuals. The duty must have fallen to her because the ranks of Alexandria's nobles had been severely thinned by the recent war and by Ferdinand's removal of others he deemed untrustworthy. The man was truly ruthless.
Still, surely they could have found someone more experienced. There were other Alexandrian students at the Royal Academy.
Hannalore curtsied and smiled reassuringly at the young woman. "I am honored by your invitation and have been looking forward to the event."
“I hope you can stay afterward and talk,” Sorrona said. “Aub Rozemyne gave me a special message for you."
The guest who had arrived early stirred. Such overt favoritism was unthinkable unless it were a deliberate snub. Poor Sorrona didn’t look sophisticated enough to have mastered that noble art yet.
"Poor girl," Hannalore thought. "She's already made a faux pas."
"Dregarnuhr has kindly bound our threads extra long." Hannalore bowed while taking in who else was there: Ehrenfest, of course; Blumenfeld; and Klassenberg. Behind her, she could hear Drewanchel arriving. The fact that such high-ranking duchies had come to a first-year's tea—a duchy inferior to most of them—spoke to the influence of Alexandria's archduchess.
Tags: #SliceOfLife #AoaB #MicroFiction #TootFic #Serial #NMV366 #NMFic #Bookworm
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High Tea at The Royal Academy
•─⋅☾2. High Tea: Arrival☽⋅─•
#FanFiction #AscendanceOfABookworm #HanneloresFifthYear
#wss366 #PIXIVCharitySanta“Do you think Wilfred will be there?” Hannalore asked Cordula for the third time.
Her attendant resisted the urge to roll her eyes. "It seems unlikely. It would be awkward, given what has occurred, but you'll find out soon enough.—But we are here; so please don’t #overlook your manners."
The room selected for the tea was small, decorated in the latest Alexandrian fashion, complete with elegant bookshelves and tasteful ornaments. Anyone daring to take out a book would have found that it was fake. Even the Alexandrian court, influenced by their new aub, couldn't afford to display this many books in a mere academy meeting room.
Hannalore chuckled. Knowing Rozemyne, the books would soon be real. She then blushed, embarrassed to have laughed out loud at such an inopportune moment. Her unfortunate timing had already played a trick on her.
Lady Sorrona rose as Hannalore entered. She was short for her age, with a face unfashionably sun-darkened. Yet she had a cute smile, and her clothes were in the best taste, liberally decorated with tiny lace flowers in the Ehrenfest fashion.
"Lady Hannalore, once again, Dregarnuhr, the Goddess of Time, has woven our threads together and blessed us with a meeting," Sorrona greeted her. Her voice quavered, and Hannalore felt sympathy for her. She, too, felt nervous when hosting others. It must be much worse for Sorrona, a first-year, hosting such important individuals. The duty must have fallen to her because the ranks of Alexandria's nobles had been severely thinned by the recent war and by Ferdinand's removal of others he deemed untrustworthy. The man was truly ruthless.
Still, surely they could have found someone more experienced. There were other Alexandrian students at the Royal Academy.
Hannalore curtsied and smiled reassuringly at the young woman. "I am honored by your invitation and have been looking forward to the event."
“I hope you can stay afterward and talk,” Sorrona said. “Aub Rozemyne gave me a special message for you."
The guest who had arrived early stirred. Such overt favoritism was unthinkable unless it were a deliberate snub. Poor Sorrona didn’t look sophisticated enough to have mastered that noble art yet.
"Poor girl," Hannalore thought. "She's already made a faux pas."
"Dregarnuhr has kindly bound our threads extra long." Hannalore bowed while taking in who else was there: Ehrenfest, of course; Blumenfeld; and Klassenberg. Behind her, she could hear Drewanchel arriving. The fact that such high-ranking duchies had come to a first-year's tea—a duchy inferior to most of them—spoke to the influence of Alexandria's archduchess.
Tags: #SliceOfLife #AoaB #MicroFiction #TootFic #Serial #NMV366 #NMFic #Bookworm
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High Tea at The Royal Academy
•─⋅☾2. High Tea: Arrival☽⋅─•
#FanFiction #AscendanceOfABookworm #HanneloresFifthYear
#wss366 #PIXIVCharitySanta“Do you think Wilfred will be there?” Hannalore asked Cordula for the third time.
Her attendant resisted the urge to roll her eyes. "It seems unlikely. It would be awkward, given what has occurred, but you'll find out soon enough.—But we are here; so please don’t #overlook your manners."
The room selected for the tea was small, decorated in the latest Alexandrian fashion, complete with elegant bookshelves and tasteful ornaments. Anyone daring to take out a book would have found that it was fake. Even the Alexandrian court, influenced by their new aub, couldn't afford to display this many books in a mere academy meeting room.
Hannalore chuckled. Knowing Rozemyne, the books would soon be real. She then blushed, embarrassed to have laughed out loud at such an inopportune moment. Her unfortunate timing had already played a trick on her.
Lady Sorrona rose as Hannalore entered. She was short for her age, with a face unfashionably sun-darkened. Yet she had a cute smile, and her clothes were in the best taste, liberally decorated with tiny lace flowers in the Ehrenfest fashion.
"Lady Hannalore, once again, Dregarnuhr, the Goddess of Time, has woven our threads together and blessed us with a meeting," Sorrona greeted her. Her voice quavered, and Hannalore felt sympathy for her. She, too, felt nervous when hosting others. It must be much worse for Sorrona, a first-year, hosting such important individuals. The duty must have fallen to her because the ranks of Alexandria's nobles had been severely thinned by the recent war and by Ferdinand's removal of others he deemed untrustworthy. The man was truly ruthless.
Still, surely they could have found someone more experienced. There were other Alexandrian students at the Royal Academy.
Hannalore curtsied and smiled reassuringly at the young woman. "I am honored by your invitation and have been looking forward to the event."
“I hope you can stay afterward and talk,” Sorrona said. “Aub Rozemyne gave me a special message for you."
The guest who had arrived early stirred. Such overt favoritism was unthinkable unless it were a deliberate snub. Poor Sorrona didn’t look sophisticated enough to have mastered that noble art yet.
"Poor girl," Hannalore thought. "She's already made a faux pas."
"Dregarnuhr has kindly bound our threads extra long." Hannalore bowed while taking in who else was there: Ehrenfest, of course; Blumenfeld; and Klassenberg. Behind her, she could hear Drewanchel arriving. The fact that such high-ranking duchies had come to a first-year's tea—a duchy inferior to most of them—spoke to the influence of Alexandria's archduchess.
Tags: #SliceOfLife #AoaB #MicroFiction #TootFic #Serial #NMV366 #NMFic #Bookworm
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High Tea at The Royal Academy
•─⋅☾2. High Tea: Arrival☽⋅─•
#FanFiction #AscendanceOfABookworm #HanneloresFifthYear
#wss366 #PIXIVCharitySanta“Do you think Wilfred will be there?” Hannalore asked Cordula for the third time.
Her attendant resisted the urge to roll her eyes. "It seems unlikely. It would be awkward, given what has occurred, but you'll find out soon enough.—But we are here; so please don’t #overlook your manners."
The room selected for the tea was small, decorated in the latest Alexandrian fashion, complete with elegant bookshelves and tasteful ornaments. Anyone daring to take out a book would have found that it was fake. Even the Alexandrian court, influenced by their new aub, couldn't afford to display this many books in a mere academy meeting room.
Hannalore chuckled. Knowing Rozemyne, the books would soon be real. She then blushed, embarrassed to have laughed out loud at such an inopportune moment. Her unfortunate timing had already played a trick on her.
Lady Sorrona rose as Hannalore entered. She was short for her age, with a face unfashionably sun-darkened. Yet she had a cute smile, and her clothes were in the best taste, liberally decorated with tiny lace flowers in the Ehrenfest fashion.
"Lady Hannalore, once again, Dregarnuhr, the Goddess of Time, has woven our threads together and blessed us with a meeting," Sorrona greeted her. Her voice quavered, and Hannalore felt sympathy for her. She, too, felt nervous when hosting others. It must be much worse for Sorrona, a first-year, hosting such important individuals. The duty must have fallen to her because the ranks of Alexandria's nobles had been severely thinned by the recent war and by Ferdinand's removal of others he deemed untrustworthy. The man was truly ruthless.
Still, surely they could have found someone more experienced. There were other Alexandrian students at the Royal Academy.
Hannalore curtsied and smiled reassuringly at the young woman. "I am honored by your invitation and have been looking forward to the event."
“I hope you can stay afterward and talk,” Sorrona said. “Aub Rozemyne gave me a special message for you."
The guest who had arrived early stirred. Such overt favoritism was unthinkable unless it were a deliberate snub. Poor Sorrona didn’t look sophisticated enough to have mastered that noble art yet.
"Poor girl," Hannalore thought. "She's already made a faux pas."
"Dregarnuhr has kindly bound our threads extra long." Hannalore bowed while taking in who else was there: Ehrenfest, of course; Blumenfeld; and Klassenberg. Behind her, she could hear Drewanchel arriving. The fact that such high-ranking duchies had come to a first-year's tea—a duchy inferior to most of them—spoke to the influence of Alexandria's archduchess.
Tags: #SliceOfLife #AoaB #MicroFiction #TootFic #Serial #NMV366 #NMFic #Bookworm
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High Tea at The Royal Academy
•─⋅☾2. High Tea: Arrival☽⋅─•
#FanFiction #AscendanceOfABookworm #HanneloresFifthYear
#wss366 #PIXIVCharitySanta“Do you think Wilfred will be there?” Hannalore asked Cordula for the third time.
Her attendant resisted the urge to roll her eyes. "It seems unlikely. It would be awkward, given what has occurred, but you'll find out soon enough.—But we are here; so please don’t #overlook your manners."
The room selected for the tea was small, decorated in the latest Alexandrian fashion, complete with elegant bookshelves and tasteful ornaments. Anyone daring to take out a book would have found that it was fake. Even the Alexandrian court, influenced by their new aub, couldn't afford to display this many books in a mere academy meeting room.
Hannalore chuckled. Knowing Rozemyne, the books would soon be real. She then blushed, embarrassed to have laughed out loud at such an inopportune moment. Her unfortunate timing had already played a trick on her.
Lady Sorrona rose as Hannalore entered. She was short for her age, with a face unfashionably sun-darkened. Yet she had a cute smile, and her clothes were in the best taste, liberally decorated with tiny lace flowers in the Ehrenfest fashion.
"Lady Hannalore, once again, Dregarnuhr, the Goddess of Time, has woven our threads together and blessed us with a meeting," Sorrona greeted her. Her voice quavered, and Hannalore felt sympathy for her. She, too, felt nervous when hosting others. It must be much worse for Sorrona, a first-year, hosting such important individuals. The duty must have fallen to her because the ranks of Alexandria's nobles had been severely thinned by the recent war and by Ferdinand's removal of others he deemed untrustworthy. The man was truly ruthless.
Still, surely they could have found someone more experienced. There were other Alexandrian students at the Royal Academy.
Hannalore curtsied and smiled reassuringly at the young woman. "I am honored by your invitation and have been looking forward to the event."
“I hope you can stay afterward and talk,” Sorrona said. “Aub Rozemyne gave me a special message for you."
The guest who had arrived early stirred. Such overt favoritism was unthinkable unless it were a deliberate snub. Poor Sorrona didn’t look sophisticated enough to have mastered that noble art yet.
"Poor girl," Hannalore thought. "She's already made a faux pas."
"Dregarnuhr has kindly bound our threads extra long." Hannalore bowed while taking in who else was there: Ehrenfest, of course; Blumenfeld; and Klassenberg. Behind her, she could hear Drewanchel arriving. The fact that such high-ranking duchies had come to a first-year's tea—a duchy inferior to most of them—spoke to the influence of Alexandria's archduchess.
Tags: #SliceOfLife #AoaB #MicroFiction #TootFic #Serial #NMV366 #NMFic #Bookworm
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High Tea at The Royal Academy
•─☾1. High Tea: Invitation☽⋅─•
#FanFiction #AscendanceOfABookworm #HanneloresFifthYear
#wss366The invitation was something only Rozemyne and her close allies could have made. It was an heirloom treasure, printed in fine script on the best paper. Hannalore had never seen anything like it before. Brilliant red, green, and exotic purple lines intertwined to spell out:
“Alexandria invites you to high tea and sweets tasting.”
Lilac petals adorned the tear-resistant paper, accompanied by a sweet floral scent. There was nothing #modest about it. It screamed “trendsetter.”
Below, a time and date were printed along with First-Year Sorrona’s signature, written in slightly shaky letters. On the back was a personal note in Rozemyne’s flowing hand.
“My dear bookworm friend, I am sorry that I cannot attend, but please enjoy the latest sweets I have dreamed up. Also, please allot some extra time for a private event after the tea.”
Rozemyne
The absence of her title, "Aub Alexandria," showed just how highly the Aub regarded Hannalore. When she used the term "friend," it wasn't mere flattery. That was a rare thing for a noble.
Even without the personalized note, the invitation caused quite a stir, and students hastily rearranged previously scheduled teas. Sorrona was only a mid-tier noble, from the fourth-rank Duchy of Alexandra—not someone who was due such deference. But with Rozemyne obviously behind the event, missing it was unthinkable. She was famous for starting new trends, and experiencing her newest invention—high tea—or tasting her latest treats was not to be missed.
Tags: #SliceOfLife #AoaB #MicroFiction #TootFic #Serial #NMV366 #NMFic #Bookworm
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High Tea at The Royal Academy
•─☾1. High Tea: Invitation☽⋅─•
#FanFiction #AscendanceOfABookworm #HanneloresFifthYear
#wss366The invitation was something only Rozemyne and her close allies could have made. It was an heirloom treasure, printed in fine script on the best paper. Hannalore had never seen anything like it before. Brilliant red, green, and exotic purple lines intertwined to spell out:
“Alexandria invites you to high tea and sweets tasting.”
Lilac petals adorned the tear-resistant paper, accompanied by a sweet floral scent. There was nothing #modest about it. It screamed “trendsetter.”
Below, a time and date were printed along with First-Year Sorrona’s signature, written in slightly shaky letters. On the back was a personal note in Rozemyne’s flowing hand.
“My dear bookworm friend, I am sorry that I cannot attend, but please enjoy the latest sweets I have dreamed up. Also, please allot some extra time for a private event after the tea.”
Rozemyne
The absence of her title, "Aub Alexandria," showed just how highly the Aub regarded Hannalore. When she used the term "friend," it wasn't mere flattery. That was a rare thing for a noble.
Even without the personalized note, the invitation caused quite a stir, and students hastily rearranged previously scheduled teas. Sorrona was only a mid-tier noble, from the fourth-rank Duchy of Alexandra—not someone who was due such deference. But with Rozemyne obviously behind the event, missing it was unthinkable. She was famous for starting new trends, and experiencing her newest invention—high tea—or tasting her latest treats was not to be missed.
Tags: #SliceOfLife #AoaB #MicroFiction #TootFic #Serial #NMV366 #NMFic #Bookworm
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High Tea at The Royal Academy
•─☾1. High Tea: Invitation☽⋅─•
#FanFiction #AscendanceOfABookworm #HanneloresFifthYear
#wss366The invitation was something only Rozemyne and her close allies could have made. It was an heirloom treasure, printed in fine script on the best paper. Hannalore had never seen anything like it before. Brilliant red, green, and exotic purple lines intertwined to spell out:
“Alexandria invites you to high tea and sweets tasting.”
Lilac petals adorned the tear-resistant paper, accompanied by a sweet floral scent. There was nothing #modest about it. It screamed “trendsetter.”
Below, a time and date were printed along with First-Year Sorrona’s signature, written in slightly shaky letters. On the back was a personal note in Rozemyne’s flowing hand.
“My dear bookworm friend, I am sorry that I cannot attend, but please enjoy the latest sweets I have dreamed up. Also, please allot some extra time for a private event after the tea.”
Rozemyne
The absence of her title, "Aub Alexandria," showed just how highly the Aub regarded Hannalore. When she used the term "friend," it wasn't mere flattery. That was a rare thing for a noble.
Even without the personalized note, the invitation caused quite a stir, and students hastily rearranged previously scheduled teas. Sorrona was only a mid-tier noble, from the fourth-rank Duchy of Alexandra—not someone who was due such deference. But with Rozemyne obviously behind the event, missing it was unthinkable. She was famous for starting new trends, and experiencing her newest invention—high tea—or tasting her latest treats was not to be missed.
Tags: #SliceOfLife #AoaB #MicroFiction #TootFic #Serial #NMV366 #NMFic #Bookworm
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High Tea at The Royal Academy
•─☾1. High Tea: Invitation☽⋅─•
#FanFiction #AscendanceOfABookworm #HanneloresFifthYear
#wss366The invitation was something only Rozemyne and her close allies could have made. It was an heirloom treasure, printed in fine script on the best paper. Hannalore had never seen anything like it before. Brilliant red, green, and exotic purple lines intertwined to spell out:
“Alexandria invites you to high tea and sweets tasting.”
Lilac petals adorned the tear-resistant paper, accompanied by a sweet floral scent. There was nothing #modest about it. It screamed “trendsetter.”
Below, a time and date were printed along with First-Year Sorrona’s signature, written in slightly shaky letters. On the back was a personal note in Rozemyne’s flowing hand.
“My dear bookworm friend, I am sorry that I cannot attend, but please enjoy the latest sweets I have dreamed up. Also, please allot some extra time for a private event after the tea.”
Rozemyne
The absence of her title, "Aub Alexandria," showed just how highly the Aub regarded Hannalore. When she used the term "friend," it wasn't mere flattery. That was a rare thing for a noble.
Even without the personalized note, the invitation caused quite a stir, and students hastily rearranged previously scheduled teas. Sorrona was only a mid-tier noble, from the fourth-rank Duchy of Alexandra—not someone who was due such deference. But with Rozemyne obviously behind the event, missing it was unthinkable. She was famous for starting new trends, and experiencing her newest invention—high tea—or tasting her latest treats was not to be missed.
Tags: #SliceOfLife #AoaB #MicroFiction #TootFic #Serial #NMV366 #NMFic #Bookworm
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High Tea at The Royal Academy
•─☾1. High Tea: Invitation☽⋅─•
#FanFiction #AscendanceOfABookworm #HanneloresFifthYear
#wss366The invitation was something only Rozemyne and her close allies could have made. It was an heirloom treasure, printed in fine script on the best paper. Hannalore had never seen anything like it before. Brilliant red, green, and exotic purple lines intertwined to spell out:
“Alexandria invites you to high tea and sweets tasting.”
Lilac petals adorned the tear-resistant paper, accompanied by a sweet floral scent. There was nothing #modest about it. It screamed “trendsetter.”
Below, a time and date were printed along with First-Year Sorrona’s signature, written in slightly shaky letters. On the back was a personal note in Rozemyne’s flowing hand.
“My dear bookworm friend, I am sorry that I cannot attend, but please enjoy the latest sweets I have dreamed up. Also, please allot some extra time for a private event after the tea.”
Rozemyne
The absence of her title, "Aub Alexandria," showed just how highly the Aub regarded Hannalore. When she used the term "friend," it wasn't mere flattery. That was a rare thing for a noble.
Even without the personalized note, the invitation caused quite a stir, and students hastily rearranged previously scheduled teas. Sorrona was only a mid-tier noble, from the fourth-rank Duchy of Alexandra—not someone who was due such deference. But with Rozemyne obviously behind the event, missing it was unthinkable. She was famous for starting new trends, and experiencing her newest invention—high tea—or tasting her latest treats was not to be missed.
Tags: #SliceOfLife #AoaB #MicroFiction #TootFic #Serial #NMV366 #NMFic #Bookworm
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Ganz ehrlich, wer seine Mitmenschen wegen ein paar Pfandflaschen anzeigt, die er an Bedürftige abgeben will, der hätte damals auch seine jüdischen Nachbarn wegen der falschen Religion angezeigt. Deutscher wirds wohl nicht mehr.
#Dortmund #Ordnungsamt #aoab #schmutz #NorbertsKnüppelgarde #ichkannnixichbinnnixgebtmireineuniform #Snitches #Klassenverräter
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@olafschloesser
Erlaube mir mal, den Link zum Artikel zu liefern
https://www.ruhrnachrichten.de/dortmund/dortmund-128-euro-strafe-pfandflaschen-container-ordnungswidrigkeit-hilfe-folgen-w1092050-2001853236/Unglaublich, auf welche Ideen die Arschies in der Verwaltung kommen. Nur Verachtung gegenüber der Bevölkerung und Repression, wo es nur geht.