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Arc Chronicles Calixte
Calixte ArcThe last meeting had turned into a circus and it hadn't stepped until I left with Tanya. It was bad enough that Mireille had gone overboard antagonizing her Tanya, but my fiery red-headed wife couldn't let it go. And to top it all off, I had to go and get caught up in the middle of everything, like I didn't have enough to worry about. It was at times like that when I wanted to go back to Karafuto and see Kaya. The Oyashimese princess was easier to get along with than my two wives when they were at each other's throats. Which was constantly, after that meeting.I should have been better prepared. I should have factored in that they might uncover me. Having the two of them in the same room was now unbearable. Which made things difficult, because the two of them were constantly with me. It was rare I would have time alone with one of them and not the other.I could only hope the two of them could set aside their differences today. I wasn't sure why we had to get Mireille onto
Arc Chronicles Euphemia
Euphemia ArcI had lost my virginity a long time ago, but thankfully no one would know. Bianca had ambushed me, and before I knew what was happening, Bianca had her shirt on the ground and she was taking her bra off. We were both sixteen and it might have just been my teenage, hormone-ridden body, but her tits were firm and her stomach was toned. She slipped out of her green pants easily enough, wearing a lacy pair of panties. She undid her ponytail, letting her long blonde hair slip free, and pulled down those paints.Then she jumped me, in a literal sense. She was on top of me before I could process what was happening. Then we were a tightening knot of flesh being drawn together. Her hands were tangled in my hair, pulling me closer. Her breath was hot, and it was in my mouth and she tasted strangely like strawberries. Her breasts smashed against my bare chest which she just uncovered. She smelled like flowers and ripe apples, a musk that I hadn't noticed despite spending the last ho
Arc Chronicles Calixte
Calixte Arc"So you touched the wall of that building and you were inflicted with... A vision?" Mireille repeated.I tried not to squirm. "Visions.""Plural." Mireille nodded. Everyone was standing in a loose semi-circle in the spot where her plane had landed. Behind her, nodding silently, stood Professor Carlos from the Imperial Aquroyan University. He was the expert on ancient civilizational magic that the Office of Secret Intelligence recruited. For some reason or another, this structure was important to the emperor. "Professor?"Carlos shook his head. "I am afraid that I have not seen such a phenomenon myself, but there are records of similar experiences. The ancient Egyptians, for one, used powerful forgotten magic to protect their pyramids. We are far from Egypt, it is true, but whoever build this building might have trapped it with magic. Of course, when Lieutenant Bian touched it to remove his hand, she suffered such side effects. Curious."Mireille nodded. Before any of us co
Arc Chronicles Calixte
Calixte Arc"Are you okay?" Tanya asked, turning me to face me. She looked me up and down, but my vision was still swimming. I could see her, the Roslachnian village, and the rest of my team, Mireille and the professor, but it was like they weren't there. It was like staring at the illusion that was weaving in and out. "What did you do to him?""I wanted to see the effects of this building," Mireille said. I think I heard just a hint of regret in her voice. "Calixte? Are you alright?""Is he alright? Of course, he's not alright."I shook my head. "I... I'm fine.""He sounds like he's drunk!" Tanya said through her teeth. "He certainly isn't fine."I wanted to defend myself and Mireille. I didn't want to give her and Tanya another reason to be at each other's throats, especially behind enemy lines. The Roslachnians could be back at any time.Yet the building or the tower or whatever it was wouldn't let me. It had one more vision for me.The end of my quiet, peaceful life came in the fo
Arc Chronicles Interlude Student
Interlude: The StudentThey wanted him to attend the military school in Tyché. That would be his cover. Princess Euphemia's Imperial Guard and the Tyché Colonial Guard were working closely with one military school in particular, and that would be the best place for him. The things he did for Britannian.At least this time he wasn't going to be sent to a boys' school, however. If he was going to be forced to attend, it wasn't going to be an all-boys school. Zane had had enough of sausage parties in my past life.It was an officer's school and with his records and abilities, he was sure the Tyché Colonial Guard or the Imperial Guard would come calling.A few days before his departure, he was summoned by Intelligence to one of the local bureaus. From the outside, it looked like an office building. That was part of the trap. No one would think to look here for an intelligence office or the black site that was underground. They even had real office workers who knew nothing about the buildi
Arc Chronicles Interlude Student
Interlude: The StudentHe wore the same cadet uniform that the rest of them, but emblazoned over his right breast was a bronze medal that bore the inscription: "Special Services to the Academy." On the color of their uniforms, we were bronze bars. One bar for each year we attended. As First-Year Cadets, Charlie and Julius each bore a bar. So did Alfred, but unlike them, his bars were silver."Special services to the school have been rendered. That's why his bars are silver. I don't doubt that by the time he graduates, he'll be wearing gold bars. While ours will be bronze," Charlie muttered, glaring at his back."You sound so sure of yourself.""His uncle is the headmaster. The man is the one who pushed Alfred's name through on that award. So his nephew could wear an undeserved medal on his chest. House Kessner doesn't play fair in Hawaii. Better get used to that now. They may not rule this dukedom officially, but they have their claws everywhere here. They unofficially rule.""How so?
Arc Chronicles Euphemia
Euphemia ArcAfter that bombshell, I was glad when my mother left. Though I guess it shouldn't be too much of a bombshell, I knew since I was a little girl that my mother wanted to marry me off, to find me a match she would approve of, but I did not expect it to come so soon. I should have. My mother threw a fit when the emperor assigned me this position. I had been taken out of her control, removed from her influence, and sent to live halfway across the world.Yet she couldn't let that go. Despite what I thought before and what she said, I was sure she spoke to Victoria about the same thing, but unlike me, who was too much of a coward to tell her no, Victoria would have denied it out of hand. She had her eyes set on the throne, she knew what she wanted. Plus, she was already married, and none of her husbands were of my mother's choosing.I should have refused out of hand. I should have put my foot down and told her no, that I wouldn't marry Damon Frey or anyone else that she wanted m
Arc Chronicles Interlude
Interlude: Royal IntelligenceThe cloaked woman watched the three from the shadows. She wasn't sure about it at first, but now she knew: it was them.Those fucking three. Those two bitches. That bastard. It was them alright. The redhead threw her arms around the other two and pulled them into a bone-breaking huge. She looked so happy to see them. Both of them looked so happy to see her.It made the cloaked woman sick. She almost struck out at them. With her sickle, it would be so easy. She could come up from behind and take the red-headed bitches head off. If she moved fast enough, she might be able to kill the other two before they could react. Her sudden death would stun them, at least for a moment. If she was fast enough...But no. She stayed her hand. It was unnecessary. Wasteful, even. There was a crowd around them. There was no guarantee that someone wouldn't intervene. If someone stopped her before she could kill the redhead, that would be the end of it. Even if she could cut t