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  1. Public Bookmark 20

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    Theresa knows she must wait for him to excuse her. She knows this. Even without his celebrity in this town, his fine clothing is more than enough to indicate how this exchange is supposed to go.

    But, he is yet to introduce himself. He is stuck in thought, and she can hear his mind keening, turning over itself.

    He grips her arm. She is desperate to be elsewhere.

    "Would you kindly excuse—"

    "Sir Hans Capon of Leipa and Pirkstein," he says abruptly, and, with a smile, releases her—physically. His hand now free, he throws it in a gesture to the seat opposite. "Stay. Have a drink with me."

    Theresa goes to fetch ale for her uncle and instead encounters an extremely irritating noble with his own petty agenda.

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    21 Mar 2026

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    yummy writing, tess should be allowed to thwack hans with a hammer—guilt free—as a treat<3

  2. Public Bookmark 41

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    "Then s'pose I was mistaken for your wife," Henry swallows, every word a rock, difficult in it's truth, "and you had me in your bed."

    Hans manages to collect the half-baked thought, form it before he can regret it. "I'd perform my duties as a lord should, of course."

    "'n one of your duties as a lord— as my lord— " and Henry has to bite down a smile at Hans' groan, the sound of him already lost, "is to provide heirs, ain't it?"

    "The most important one, I'd say." A touch so soft he could've imagined it, a palm lightly cupping his stomach. Henry relaxes his body. "And I am, above all," small circles above his navel, petting, "ever so dutiful."

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    In the space between battle and obligation, Hans and Henry craft a life for themselves.

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    09 Jan 2026

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    SNIFFLE!!! WHIMPER!!!!!!

  3. Public Bookmark 3

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    "I'll be sure to still my tongue around you, my lord," he lets the lord drag out for longer than it should, lets it roll on his tongue along with the wine, then Hans is righting himself, leaving, "wouldn't want to end up in the pillory again, would we?"

    Hans is wonderfully red with contained anger. He wants to press his palm into the flushed skin of his neck, see how the colours flex and change.

    "Leave it be, Henry, for fuck's sake—"

    "Not until I have a go," he says, and it's desperate, humiliating, the bitterness in him creating an ugly mix that makes his cheeks burn. "It wouldn't be a celebration if I didn't get to knock you on your arse."

    Amidst the Semine wedding celebrations, Hans and Henry go a round.

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    28 Dec 2025

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    the girls are FIGHTINGGGGGG

  4. Rec 35

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    Dozens of people have touched him this way, from nursemaids to bathhouse girls. Hell, he was manhandled bare-arsed into a tub only moments ago without so much as blinking. There’s no reason for Henry’s touch to feel like this. To make Hans feel like this. But it’s nice, God, it’s nice, Henry’s big blacksmith’s mitts impossibly gentle as he loosens the blood from Hans’s hair.

    For the first time since taking that decoction, his heart kicks in his chest, hard enough that his pulse jumps noticeably under his neck. 

    And elsewhere.

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    01 Nov 2025

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    last line like a punch in the gut

  5. Public Bookmark 22

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    He killed for me. Hans thinks, watching Henry pocket the severed ear wrapped in yellow silk. Behind them, bodies cool in the clearing. Ahead, miles of forest and the long road to Rattay. Between them—something neither of them dares name, twisted together like rope and blood and the weight of a trophy pressed close.

    They have miles yet to go.

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    23 Oct 2025

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    deliciously dark, high tension and trophy taking