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long time coming myne~ #ascendanceofabookworm #art
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I started Ascendance of a Bookworm.
- Got tricked into an Isekai, smh
- Jeez she is TINY
- Seems alright so far, like a less silly Dr. Stone
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Ascendance of a Bookworm: Adopted Daughter of an Archduke DVD Vol. 1 & 2 Release Has Been Delayed
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Topic: 📖 Bookshelves 📚
Anime & Manga: Ascendance of a Bookworm
I love the Anime.
I've already started reading the manga adaptation for the current arc, so I already have a bit of an idea of what's going to happen in the current season 4. I'm so excited.
#AniMangaFoundIt #anime #manga #AscendanceOfABookworm #HonzukiNoGekokujou #LightNovel #LN
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Ewwwww there was AI in the Ascendance of a Bookworm intro... They're going to replace it but like. Just ew. Gonna mar the series forever now.
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Song Review: Little Glee Monster – “Pages”
In April 2026, Japanese vocal group Little Glee Monster released “Pages,” which is being used as the opening theme for the Spring 2026 anime, Ascendance of a Bookworm: Adopted Daughter of an Archduke.
http://aeschtunes.com/2026/04/08/song-review-little-glee-monster-pages/
#Music, #MusicReview, #LittleGleeMonster, #2020s, #2020sMusic, #JPop, #AeschTunes, #Anime, #AscendanceOfABookworm
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Song Review: Little Glee Monster – “Pages”
In April 2026, Japanese vocal group Little Glee Monster released “Pages,” which is being used as the opening theme for the Spring 2026 anime, Ascendance of a Bookworm: Adopted Daughter of an Archduke.
http://aeschtunes.com/2026/04/08/song-review-little-glee-monster-pages/
#Music, #MusicReview, #LittleGleeMonster, #2020s, #2020sMusic, #JPop, #AeschTunes, #Anime, #AscendanceOfABookworm
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Song Review: Little Glee Monster – “Pages”
In April 2026, Japanese vocal group Little Glee Monster released “Pages,” which is being used as the opening theme for the Spring 2026 anime, Ascendance of a Bookworm: Adopted Daughter of an Archduke.
http://aeschtunes.com/2026/04/08/song-review-little-glee-monster-pages/
#Music, #MusicReview, #LittleGleeMonster, #2020s, #2020sMusic, #JPop, #AeschTunes, #Anime, #AscendanceOfABookworm
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BOOKWORM TODAY !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! :acongablob: :acongablob: :acongablob: :acongablob:
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Ascendance of a Bookworm: Adopted Daughter of an Archduke New TV Anime to Begin Airing April 2026
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Desert Hearts: Part 3
#FanFiction #AscendanceOfABookworm #HanneloresFifthYear
#Wss366 Present #WhiteDay•⋅☾A week later, Alexandria☽⋅•
“Would you be in a good mood?” Rozemyne asked Ferdinand.
It was a fair question, considering the dark circles under his eyes from spending three days in his private study. A question met with a skeptical look as he took in the baked goods and tea set out on the table.
“I'm not in the mood for taste-testing. Ask a courtier; they will be happy to help,” was his reply.
“Oh, no. Hannelore sent these: rose-scented tea and cookies that their chief has invented. They're nice, like lemon drops. It's kind of like a White Day gift.”
“I’m tired, but we need to talk later in your private room.”
Rozemyne frowned. Private discussions were never good.
“She sent you #present too,” Rozemyne ventured, producing a white handkerchief. “She even embroidered it, a cute cornflower entwined with an edelweiss.”
Her husband sank into a chair and gulped down a cup of tea, notwithstanding its temperature.
“Rozemyne, is this what you want?”
“No, it’s for you.”
“Rozemyne! Not the present, are you a total idiot!? They mistook your gifts for a marriage proposal. Since Hannelore can’t marry you, they assume you intend for her to become my second wife.”
“What? A marriage proposal?”
“Obviously that at the next Council of Aubs, Klassenberg will approach me about this. If this is what you want, I will signal my agreement. It wouldn’t hurt to have a stronger alliance with Klassenberg. But if I accept, she becomes your responsibility. I have no interest in a second wife.”
Ferdinand rose. “Think about it. I will get your answer later.”
Rozemyne watched him leave. “Marry Hannelore? My book-buddy? Like one of those yuri romances from my former life? Humm…”
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Desert Hearts: Part 2
#FanFiction #AscendanceOfABookworm #HanneloresFifthYear
#Wss366 Stasis #MastoPrompt Figment[Continued from previous post.]
•⋅☾Same Day, Alexandria☽⋅•
Ferdinand opened the red box and looked inside. “At least they aren't coach beetles,” he said. If Rozemyne had been expecting him to be excited, she was disappointed.
“Are you going to try them?” she asked.
He took a red, heart-shaped cookie and nibbled on it, nodded, and spoke. “Not bad. We should declare a monopoly on the sale of desert heart leaves. I am sure others can copy these, but if we control the prime ingredient, it will bring wealth to the duchy.
He popped the rest of the cookie into his mouth, not letting a crumb fall on his outfit.
Rozemyne smiled; that was as good as a compliment.
The aub’s eyes gleamed as her husband took out another cookie. This was as good as it got in terms of receiving praise from Ferdinand.
“Who else did you give these to?” he asked.
“Just Hannelore,” she replied. Ferdinand froze mid-bite.
[Continued tomorrow]
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Desert Hearts: Part 2
#FanFiction #AscendanceOfABookworm #HanneloresFifthYear
#Wss366 Stasis #MastoPrompt Figment[Continued from previous post.]
•⋅☾Same Day, Alexandria☽⋅•
Ferdinand opened the red box and looked inside. “At least they aren't coach beetles,” he said. If Rozemyne had been expecting him to be excited, she was disappointed.
“Are you going to try them?” she asked.
He took a red, heart-shaped cookie and nibbled on it, nodded, and spoke. “Not bad. We should declare a monopoly on the sale of desert heart leaves. I am sure others can copy these, but if we control the prime ingredient, it will bring wealth to the duchy.
He popped the rest of the cookie into his mouth, not letting a crumb fall on his outfit.
Rozemyne smiled; that was as good as a compliment.
The aub’s eyes gleamed as her husband took out another cookie. This was as good as it got in terms of receiving praise from Ferdinand.
“Who else did you give these to?” he asked.
“Just Hannelore,” she replied. Ferdinand froze mid-bite.
[Continued tomorrow]
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Desert Hearts: Part 2
#FanFiction #AscendanceOfABookworm #HanneloresFifthYear
#Wss366 Stasis #MastoPrompt Figment[Continued from previous post.]
•⋅☾Same Day, Alexandria☽⋅•
Ferdinand opened the red box and looked inside. “At least they aren't coach beetles,” he said. If Rozemyne had been expecting him to be excited, she was disappointed.
“Are you going to try them?” she asked.
He took a red, heart-shaped cookie and nibbled on it, nodded, and spoke. “Not bad. We should declare a monopoly on the sale of desert heart leaves. I am sure others can copy these, but if we control the prime ingredient, it will bring wealth to the duchy.
He popped the rest of the cookie into his mouth, not letting a crumb fall on his outfit.
Rozemyne smiled; that was as good as a compliment.
The aub’s eyes gleamed as her husband took out another cookie. This was as good as it got in terms of receiving praise from Ferdinand.
“Who else did you give these to?” he asked.
“Just Hannelore,” she replied. Ferdinand froze mid-bite.
[Continued tomorrow]
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Desert Hearts: Part 2
#FanFiction #AscendanceOfABookworm #HanneloresFifthYear
#Wss366 Stasis #MastoPrompt Figment[Continued from previous post.]
•⋅☾Same Day, Alexandria☽⋅•
Ferdinand opened the red box and looked inside. “At least they aren't coach beetles,” he said. If Rozemyne had been expecting him to be excited, she was disappointed.
“Are you going to try them?” she asked.
He took a red, heart-shaped cookie and nibbled on it, nodded, and spoke. “Not bad. We should declare a monopoly on the sale of desert heart leaves. I am sure others can copy these, but if we control the prime ingredient, it will bring wealth to the duchy.
He popped the rest of the cookie into his mouth, not letting a crumb fall on his outfit.
Rozemyne smiled; that was as good as a compliment.
The aub’s eyes gleamed as her husband took out another cookie. This was as good as it got in terms of receiving praise from Ferdinand.
“Who else did you give these to?” he asked.
“Just Hannelore,” she replied. Ferdinand froze mid-bite.
[Continued tomorrow]
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Desert Hearts: Part 2
#FanFiction #AscendanceOfABookworm #HanneloresFifthYear
#Wss366 Stasis #MastoPrompt Figment[Continued from previous post.]
•⋅☾Same Day, Alexandria☽⋅•
Ferdinand opened the red box and looked inside. “At least they aren't coach beetles,” he said. If Rozemyne had been expecting him to be excited, she was disappointed.
“Are you going to try them?” she asked.
He took a red, heart-shaped cookie and nibbled on it, nodded, and spoke. “Not bad. We should declare a monopoly on the sale of desert heart leaves. I am sure others can copy these, but if we control the prime ingredient, it will bring wealth to the duchy.
He popped the rest of the cookie into his mouth, not letting a crumb fall on his outfit.
Rozemyne smiled; that was as good as a compliment.
The aub’s eyes gleamed as her husband took out another cookie. This was as good as it got in terms of receiving praise from Ferdinand.
“Who else did you give these to?” he asked.
“Just Hannelore,” she replied. Ferdinand froze mid-bite.
[Continued tomorrow]
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Desert Hearts: Part 1
#FanFiction #AscendanceOfABookworm #HanneloresFifthYear
#Wss366 Stasis #Mastoprompt Figment[Two parts for White Day in Japan and one for tomorrow is fir White Day in the West]
•⋅☾The Royal Academy☽⋅•
“Lady Sorrona would like to approach,” Cordula said to Hannelore.
Hannelore had successfully dodged Sorrona for the last three days on instructions from home. She’d come to the commons early today, thinking Sorrona wouldn’t be there yet, but she arrived seconds after Hannelore had taken a seat. Her bad timing had struck again.
“Can’t I say I’m too busy?” Hannelore asked.
“I’ll tell her you only have a few moments to spare. But saying no when you're clearly relaxing would cause an open breach. We’re in a public place, and you’re rumored to be on excellent terms with her. Let's not give the other duchies a hint of our concerns. They will try to take advantage of it.”
“Very well.”
Sorrona approached, and after a fulsome greeting, presented Cordula with a red box for Hannelore. Scarlet ribbons adorned the present, with a carnelian at each ribbon tip. The box itself made a stunning present.
“I hear Dregarnuhr, the Goddess of Time, has woven your threads exceptionally short today, but when you have time, please partake of the contents,” Sorrona said, curtsying.
“Thank you,” Hannelore said, putting on her best smile.
She continued, “It seems Dregarnuhr, the Goddess of Time, has woven today’s threads with exceptional speed and grace.” Then she quickly withdrew.
Once Hannelore was back in her chambers, Cordula checked the box and handed it to her. Inside were light-red heart-shaped cookies. Each one had a “desert heart” leaf pressed into its surface.
“From Wilfried?” Hannelore asked hopefully. It was a #figment a of hope since Sorrona was from the Duchy of Alexandria, while Wilfried remained in Ehrenfest. But perhaps Rozemyne was acting on her brother’s behalf, Hannelore thought desperately.
Cordula crushed those hopes. “It’s from Aub Rozemyne, my lady. I fear you must make your feelings clear to your parents soon about a match with Ferdinand. The present we return must reflect the direction we wish to take. We can no longer ignore their overtures. #Stasis is not an option.”
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Desert Hearts: Part 1
#FanFiction #AscendanceOfABookworm #HanneloresFifthYear
#Wss366 Stasis #Mastoprompt Figment[Two parts for White Day in Japan and one for tomorrow is fir White Day in the West]
•⋅☾The Royal Academy☽⋅•
“Lady Sorrona would like to approach,” Cordula said to Hannelore.
Hannelore had successfully dodged Sorrona for the last three days on instructions from home. She’d come to the commons early today, thinking Sorrona wouldn’t be there yet, but she arrived seconds after Hannelore had taken a seat. Her bad timing had struck again.
“Can’t I say I’m too busy?” Hannelore asked.
“I’ll tell her you only have a few moments to spare. But saying no when you're clearly relaxing would cause an open breach. We’re in a public place, and you’re rumored to be on excellent terms with her. Let's not give the other duchies a hint of our concerns. They will try to take advantage of it.”
“Very well.”
Sorrona approached, and after a fulsome greeting, presented Cordula with a red box for Hannelore. Scarlet ribbons adorned the present, with a carnelian at each ribbon tip. The box itself made a stunning present.
“I hear Dregarnuhr, the Goddess of Time, has woven your threads exceptionally short today, but when you have time, please partake of the contents,” Sorrona said, curtsying.
“Thank you,” Hannelore said, putting on her best smile.
She continued, “It seems Dregarnuhr, the Goddess of Time, has woven today’s threads with exceptional speed and grace.” Then she quickly withdrew.
Once Hannelore was back in her chambers, Cordula checked the box and handed it to her. Inside were light-red heart-shaped cookies. Each one had a “desert heart” leaf pressed into its surface.
“From Wilfried?” Hannelore asked hopefully. It was a #figment a of hope since Sorrona was from the Duchy of Alexandria, while Wilfried remained in Ehrenfest. But perhaps Rozemyne was acting on her brother’s behalf, Hannelore thought desperately.
Cordula crushed those hopes. “It’s from Aub Rozemyne, my lady. I fear you must make your feelings clear to your parents soon about a match with Ferdinand. The present we return must reflect the direction we wish to take. We can no longer ignore their overtures. #Stasis is not an option.”
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Desert Hearts: Part 1
#FanFiction #AscendanceOfABookworm #HanneloresFifthYear
#Wss366 Stasis #Mastoprompt Figment[Two parts for White Day in Japan and one for tomorrow is fir White Day in the West]
•⋅☾The Royal Academy☽⋅•
“Lady Sorrona would like to approach,” Cordula said to Hannelore.
Hannelore had successfully dodged Sorrona for the last three days on instructions from home. She’d come to the commons early today, thinking Sorrona wouldn’t be there yet, but she arrived seconds after Hannelore had taken a seat. Her bad timing had struck again.
“Can’t I say I’m too busy?” Hannelore asked.
“I’ll tell her you only have a few moments to spare. But saying no when you're clearly relaxing would cause an open breach. We’re in a public place, and you’re rumored to be on excellent terms with her. Let's not give the other duchies a hint of our concerns. They will try to take advantage of it.”
“Very well.”
Sorrona approached, and after a fulsome greeting, presented Cordula with a red box for Hannelore. Scarlet ribbons adorned the present, with a carnelian at each ribbon tip. The box itself made a stunning present.
“I hear Dregarnuhr, the Goddess of Time, has woven your threads exceptionally short today, but when you have time, please partake of the contents,” Sorrona said, curtsying.
“Thank you,” Hannelore said, putting on her best smile.
She continued, “It seems Dregarnuhr, the Goddess of Time, has woven today’s threads with exceptional speed and grace.” Then she quickly withdrew.
Once Hannelore was back in her chambers, Cordula checked the box and handed it to her. Inside were light-red heart-shaped cookies. Each one had a “desert heart” leaf pressed into its surface.
“From Wilfried?” Hannelore asked hopefully. It was a #figment a of hope since Sorrona was from the Duchy of Alexandria, while Wilfried remained in Ehrenfest. But perhaps Rozemyne was acting on her brother’s behalf, Hannelore thought desperately.
Cordula crushed those hopes. “It’s from Aub Rozemyne, my lady. I fear you must make your feelings clear to your parents soon about a match with Ferdinand. The present we return must reflect the direction we wish to take. We can no longer ignore their overtures. #Stasis is not an option.”
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Desert Hearts: Part 1
#FanFiction #AscendanceOfABookworm #HanneloresFifthYear
#Wss366 Stasis #Mastoprompt Figment[Two parts for White Day in Japan and one for tomorrow is fir White Day in the West]
•⋅☾The Royal Academy☽⋅•
“Lady Sorrona would like to approach,” Cordula said to Hannelore.
Hannelore had successfully dodged Sorrona for the last three days on instructions from home. She’d come to the commons early today, thinking Sorrona wouldn’t be there yet, but she arrived seconds after Hannelore had taken a seat. Her bad timing had struck again.
“Can’t I say I’m too busy?” Hannelore asked.
“I’ll tell her you only have a few moments to spare. But saying no when you're clearly relaxing would cause an open breach. We’re in a public place, and you’re rumored to be on excellent terms with her. Let's not give the other duchies a hint of our concerns. They will try to take advantage of it.”
“Very well.”
Sorrona approached, and after a fulsome greeting, presented Cordula with a red box for Hannelore. Scarlet ribbons adorned the present, with a carnelian at each ribbon tip. The box itself made a stunning present.
“I hear Dregarnuhr, the Goddess of Time, has woven your threads exceptionally short today, but when you have time, please partake of the contents,” Sorrona said, curtsying.
“Thank you,” Hannelore said, putting on her best smile.
She continued, “It seems Dregarnuhr, the Goddess of Time, has woven today’s threads with exceptional speed and grace.” Then she quickly withdrew.
Once Hannelore was back in her chambers, Cordula checked the box and handed it to her. Inside were light-red heart-shaped cookies. Each one had a “desert heart” leaf pressed into its surface.
“From Wilfried?” Hannelore asked hopefully. It was a #figment a of hope since Sorrona was from the Duchy of Alexandria, while Wilfried remained in Ehrenfest. But perhaps Rozemyne was acting on her brother’s behalf, Hannelore thought desperately.
Cordula crushed those hopes. “It’s from Aub Rozemyne, my lady. I fear you must make your feelings clear to your parents soon about a match with Ferdinand. The present we return must reflect the direction we wish to take. We can no longer ignore their overtures. #Stasis is not an option.”
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Desert Hearts: Part 1
#FanFiction #AscendanceOfABookworm #HanneloresFifthYear
#Wss366 Stasis #Mastoprompt Figment[Two parts for White Day in Japan and one for tomorrow is fir White Day in the West]
•⋅☾The Royal Academy☽⋅•
“Lady Sorrona would like to approach,” Cordula said to Hannelore.
Hannelore had successfully dodged Sorrona for the last three days on instructions from home. She’d come to the commons early today, thinking Sorrona wouldn’t be there yet, but she arrived seconds after Hannelore had taken a seat. Her bad timing had struck again.
“Can’t I say I’m too busy?” Hannelore asked.
“I’ll tell her you only have a few moments to spare. But saying no when you're clearly relaxing would cause an open breach. We’re in a public place, and you’re rumored to be on excellent terms with her. Let's not give the other duchies a hint of our concerns. They will try to take advantage of it.”
“Very well.”
Sorrona approached, and after a fulsome greeting, presented Cordula with a red box for Hannelore. Scarlet ribbons adorned the present, with a carnelian at each ribbon tip. The box itself made a stunning present.
“I hear Dregarnuhr, the Goddess of Time, has woven your threads exceptionally short today, but when you have time, please partake of the contents,” Sorrona said, curtsying.
“Thank you,” Hannelore said, putting on her best smile.
She continued, “It seems Dregarnuhr, the Goddess of Time, has woven today’s threads with exceptional speed and grace.” Then she quickly withdrew.
Once Hannelore was back in her chambers, Cordula checked the box and handed it to her. Inside were light-red heart-shaped cookies. Each one had a “desert heart” leaf pressed into its surface.
“From Wilfried?” Hannelore asked hopefully. It was a #figment a of hope since Sorrona was from the Duchy of Alexandria, while Wilfried remained in Ehrenfest. But perhaps Rozemyne was acting on her brother’s behalf, Hannelore thought desperately.
Cordula crushed those hopes. “It’s from Aub Rozemyne, my lady. I fear you must make your feelings clear to your parents soon about a match with Ferdinand. The present we return must reflect the direction we wish to take. We can no longer ignore their overtures. #Stasis is not an option.”
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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 2
#FanFiction #AscendanceOfABookworm
#Wss366 recreate/re-create**The thought of her subjects eating cockroaches wouldn't leave Rozemyne's mind. What a dreadful tradition! Star-Cross Day, a holiday similar to Tanabata and Valentine’s Day, deserved better. Giving chocolates or making wishes would make more sense than eating bugs!
Unfortunately, there wasn’t anything similar to chocolate in this universe, but giving sweets to your love sounded just as nice. What could she create that women could give to their favorite person?
Mochi was the first thing she thought of. She’d just introduced that, but it was difficult to make, and the grain was expensive. Ferdinand said they should reserve it for nobles for the time being. Next, she thought of heart-shaped sugar candies. Clear, sparkly red hearts would be cute, but perfecting them would take time.
“Cookies!” she exclaimed as the idea came to her. Those were easy, and the recipe was widespread by now. It had to be different, though, and #re-create Valentine’s romance.
Red heart-shaped sugar cookies came to mind, but that would just be a different shape of an existing recipe. It had to be something special. Something that only bakers who bought the recipe could produce. Profits were important; there were so many books to buy.
Different. Romantic. Hard to duplicate.
“Humm…”
Nothing was coming to mind.
Help! “Who can I ask?”
She thought about the people she was close to, most of whom were in Ehrenfest or Dunkelfelger. Not only could she not talk to them, but it would also be unfair to ask them to work for the benefit of her duchy. As for her councilors, they were old folks without a romantic bone in their bodies. Nor could she speak to Ferdinand; she wanted to surprise him.
Wait, she knew! There was a woman who came to the library every day to read romances. What was her name?
“Carnelia!”
[Continued in next post]
Tags: #MicroFiction #TootFic #SliceOfLife #NMFic #Valentines
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Star-Cross Cookies: Part 2
#FanFiction #AscendanceOfABookworm
#Wss366 recreate/re-create**The thought of her subjects eating cockroaches wouldn't leave Rozemyne's mind. What a dreadful tradition! Star-Cross Day, a holiday similar to Tanabata and Valentine’s Day, deserved better. Giving chocolates or making wishes would make more sense than eating bugs!
Unfortunately, there wasn’t anything similar to chocolate in this universe, but giving sweets to your love sounded just as nice. What could she create that women could give to their favorite person?
Mochi was the first thing she thought of. She’d just introduced that, but it was difficult to make, and the grain was expensive. Ferdinand said they should reserve it for nobles for the time being. Next, she thought of heart-shaped sugar candies. Clear, sparkly red hearts would be cute, but perfecting them would take time.
“Cookies!” she exclaimed as the idea came to her. Those were easy, and the recipe was widespread by now. It had to be different, though, and #re-create Valentine’s romance.
Red heart-shaped sugar cookies came to mind, but that would just be a different shape of an existing recipe. It had to be something special. Something that only bakers who bought the recipe could produce. Profits were important; there were so many books to buy.
Different. Romantic. Hard to duplicate.
“Humm…”
Nothing was coming to mind.
Help! “Who can I ask?”
She thought about the people she was close to, most of whom were in Ehrenfest or Dunkelfelger. Not only could she not talk to them, but it would also be unfair to ask them to work for the benefit of her duchy. As for her councilors, they were old folks without a romantic bone in their bodies. Nor could she speak to Ferdinand; she wanted to surprise him.
Wait, she knew! There was a woman who came to the library every day to read romances. What was her name?
“Carnelia!”
[Continued in next post]
Tags: #MicroFiction #TootFic #SliceOfLife #NMFic #Valentines
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Star-Cross Cookies: Part 2
#FanFiction #AscendanceOfABookworm
#Wss366 recreate/re-create**The thought of her subjects eating cockroaches wouldn't leave Rozemyne's mind. What a dreadful tradition! Star-Cross Day, a holiday similar to Tanabata and Valentine’s Day, deserved better. Giving chocolates or making wishes would make more sense than eating bugs!
Unfortunately, there wasn’t anything similar to chocolate in this universe, but giving sweets to your love sounded just as nice. What could she create that women could give to their favorite person?
Mochi was the first thing she thought of. She’d just introduced that, but it was difficult to make, and the grain was expensive. Ferdinand said they should reserve it for nobles for the time being. Next, she thought of heart-shaped sugar candies. Clear, sparkly red hearts would be cute, but perfecting them would take time.
“Cookies!” she exclaimed as the idea came to her. Those were easy, and the recipe was widespread by now. It had to be different, though, and #re-create Valentine’s romance.
Red heart-shaped sugar cookies came to mind, but that would just be a different shape of an existing recipe. It had to be something special. Something that only bakers who bought the recipe could produce. Profits were important; there were so many books to buy.
Different. Romantic. Hard to duplicate.
“Humm…”
Nothing was coming to mind.
Help! “Who can I ask?”
She thought about the people she was close to, most of whom were in Ehrenfest or Dunkelfelger. Not only could she not talk to them, but it would also be unfair to ask them to work for the benefit of her duchy. As for her councilors, they were old folks without a romantic bone in their bodies. Nor could she speak to Ferdinand; she wanted to surprise him.
Wait, she knew! There was a woman who came to the library every day to read romances. What was her name?
“Carnelia!”
[Continued in next post]
Tags: #MicroFiction #TootFic #SliceOfLife #NMFic #Valentines
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Star-Cross Cookies: Part 2
#FanFiction #AscendanceOfABookworm
#Wss366 recreate/re-create**The thought of her subjects eating cockroaches wouldn't leave Rozemyne's mind. What a dreadful tradition! Star-Cross Day, a holiday similar to Tanabata and Valentine’s Day, deserved better. Giving chocolates or making wishes would make more sense than eating bugs!
Unfortunately, there wasn’t anything similar to chocolate in this universe, but giving sweets to your love sounded just as nice. What could she create that women could give to their favorite person?
Mochi was the first thing she thought of. She’d just introduced that, but it was difficult to make, and the grain was expensive. Ferdinand said they should reserve it for nobles for the time being. Next, she thought of heart-shaped sugar candies. Clear, sparkly red hearts would be cute, but perfecting them would take time.
“Cookies!” she exclaimed as the idea came to her. Those were easy, and the recipe was widespread by now. It had to be different, though, and #re-create Valentine’s romance.
Red heart-shaped sugar cookies came to mind, but that would just be a different shape of an existing recipe. It had to be something special. Something that only bakers who bought the recipe could produce. Profits were important; there were so many books to buy.
Different. Romantic. Hard to duplicate.
“Humm…”
Nothing was coming to mind.
Help! “Who can I ask?”
She thought about the people she was close to, most of whom were in Ehrenfest or Dunkelfelger. Not only could she not talk to them, but it would also be unfair to ask them to work for the benefit of her duchy. As for her councilors, they were old folks without a romantic bone in their bodies. Nor could she speak to Ferdinand; she wanted to surprise him.
Wait, she knew! There was a woman who came to the library every day to read romances. What was her name?
“Carnelia!”
[Continued in next post]
Tags: #MicroFiction #TootFic #SliceOfLife #NMFic #Valentines
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Star-Cross Cookies: Part 2
#FanFiction #AscendanceOfABookworm
#Wss366 recreate/re-create**The thought of her subjects eating cockroaches wouldn't leave Rozemyne's mind. What a dreadful tradition! Star-Cross Day, a holiday similar to Tanabata and Valentine’s Day, deserved better. Giving chocolates or making wishes would make more sense than eating bugs!
Unfortunately, there wasn’t anything similar to chocolate in this universe, but giving sweets to your love sounded just as nice. What could she create that women could give to their favorite person?
Mochi was the first thing she thought of. She’d just introduced that, but it was difficult to make, and the grain was expensive. Ferdinand said they should reserve it for nobles for the time being. Next, she thought of heart-shaped sugar candies. Clear, sparkly red hearts would be cute, but perfecting them would take time.
“Cookies!” she exclaimed as the idea came to her. Those were easy, and the recipe was widespread by now. It had to be different, though, and #re-create Valentine’s romance.
Red heart-shaped sugar cookies came to mind, but that would just be a different shape of an existing recipe. It had to be something special. Something that only bakers who bought the recipe could produce. Profits were important; there were so many books to buy.
Different. Romantic. Hard to duplicate.
“Humm…”
Nothing was coming to mind.
Help! “Who can I ask?”
She thought about the people she was close to, most of whom were in Ehrenfest or Dunkelfelger. Not only could she not talk to them, but it would also be unfair to ask them to work for the benefit of her duchy. As for her councilors, they were old folks without a romantic bone in their bodies. Nor could she speak to Ferdinand; she wanted to surprise him.
Wait, she knew! There was a woman who came to the library every day to read romances. What was her name?
“Carnelia!”
[Continued in next post]
Tags: #MicroFiction #TootFic #SliceOfLife #NMFic #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
•─⋅☾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 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
•─⋅☾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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My latest painting is of Myne from the Ascendance of a Bookworm.
The shine in her hair was tricky to do.
#painting #acrylic #Myne #HonzukiNoGekokujou #AscendanceOfABookworm #anime
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My latest painting is of Myne from the Ascendance of a Bookworm.
The shine in her hair was tricky to do.
#painting #acrylic #Myne #HonzukiNoGekokujou #AscendanceOfABookworm #anime
