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Yup! He did come near me twice, but I didn’t go for health reasons. I did see Terzo and the Cardinal plenty of times though, so don’t feel bad for me.

If you want to guess the genre I’m writing, I will admit to that.

Chapter 9: Couchette

We sure this isn’t a goodbye tour? 😭

“I’ve told you I’m not afraid.” I reached for him, holding his jaw, and our temples pressed together. The only sound in the room was our breathing.

I never talked about it here before. He was always an equestrian to me as soon as I heard Witch Image (when Prequelle came out). But the fic was much, much darker originally, and he was a tyrant. That doesn’t suit him at all obviously, but you have to remember the time. I had watched my beloved PEIII get dragged off stage and Nihil promised us “Dark Ages.” So I went really, really dark. I did not expect to eventually also love the new character. In fact, I resented him at first; I called him a murderer at rituals. Sometimes when I wrote his character in the beginning, I had PEIII in my head still. Copia acted like PEIII at first; it was not a stretch. But all the scenes at the Cadre Noir was where it turned, and the character found his footing. That’s when I accepted him, and that’s when the ending concept ultimately changed. Originally, all the women were going to succumb to the tyrant’s evil semen—even the stablehand.