Her birthday

In a quiet town surrounded by old stone walls and busy markets, lived a girl named Éloise Durand. Her parents worked at the royal palace and came home only once or twice a year—just enough to remind her that she existed, yet never enough to make her feel loved.

To them, Éloise was nothing more than a small mistake they had been forced to keep.

Now twenty-two, Éloise spent her life alone in a small house at the edge of town. But today was her birthday, and for the first time in years, her parents had come home. That alone was enough to make her heart feel lighter.

She walked down the crowded street with her friend Camille Moreau, weaving through vendors and colorful stalls. The smell of roasted bread, flowers, and spices filled the air.

“Éloise, what are you wearing this evening?” Camille asked, nudging her shoulder.

Éloise looked down at her simple dress. “I don’t know… maybe I’ll just wear this. It’s fine.”

“What? This?” Camille stopped her right in the middle of the street, grabbed her hands, and stared into her eyes.

“Éloise, you are not wearing this. You can wear one of my dresses, okay? I know you won’t buy a new one, so try mine this time.”

She smiled warmly and tugged Éloise forward.

“Camille, I don’t need one of your dresses. I look fine,” Éloise insisted. “My parents are here for my birthday… that’s all I want today.”

“Right,” Camille muttered, rolling her eyes. “Do you know your parents don’t even like you? And you still love them so much. Why?”

“Can we not talk about this today?” Éloise whispered as she opened the door to her house. She turned back and hugged Camille. “Everything is okay.”

“If you say so,” Camille sighed.

Inside, her parents were decorating the small table, hanging a few paper ribbons behind where the cake would be placed. When her father noticed her, he gave her a rare smile.

“Come, Éloise. Let’s cut the cake.”

“Yes, Father.”

She pulled Camille along with her.

Night fell quickly. They cut the cake, shared a few awkward laughs, and celebrated as if they were a normal family. But Éloise saw the wine bottle emptying fast. She noticed the way her parents’ eyes grew hazy, the way their smiles turned loose.

“Camille, you should go home now,” Éloise whispered.

“Yeah… it’s getting late,” Camille nodded. They walked to the door together, shared a quick hug, and Camille left.

When Éloise returned to the table, she heard her parents talking. She paused, hidden in the shadow near the doorway.

Her mother stood up from her chair and sat on her father’s lap, her hands resting around his neck.

“Honey,” her mother whispered, “we should hurry. The girl is getting older.”

Éloise froze.

Her father kissed her mother’s neck. “The buyer will come tomorrow. He’ll take her away. Then we can live happily.”

Her mother’s voice came out breathless, “Yes… after she’s gone.”

“Let’s continue this in our room,” her father murmured.

They stood, still kissing, and disappeared down the hallway.

Éloise had heard every word.

And she was not shocked. Not even surprised.

Silently, she gathered the plates and cleaned the table. She had lived with their cruelty her whole life—this was simply another page of the same story.

Just as she stepped into her room, a loud sound echoed through the house.

“Aaah!”

Her mother’s scream.

Inside the room

“Honey don't push it hard”

“It hurts”

“Yeah but only for today, we have to go back tomorrow”

“So let me do this”

He pin her on bed tigthly and and he spread her legs, both looks at eachother and he leaned in pushing his length more inside both moaning but not satisfied as there body pressed together her father leaned in to kiss her mother's body, both can't even move at all cause they were stuck at one place because his length was inside her hole,

“I'm not satisfied hold me tight”

She hold his neck and he push himself, he was on top of her body, moving twitchily, and fixing himself tightly inside her.

“After she is gone” She said breathelessly.

“we can do this daily and as much as you want”

“Yeah” he said in a low voice

He smirked and held her tigthly shaking his body on her up and down and leaned in to kiss on her lower body.

“It feels good” she said again.

“Push it again and again”

Ah-- mm, ha

Huff-- huff--

Éloise pressed her hand to her forehead and sighed.

“Can these people not stop? What will the neighbors think…?”

Without another glance, she entered her room and closed the door.

Morning arrived quietly, with soft sunlight slipping through the thin curtains of Éloise’s small home. Her parents had already left for the palace, rushing out without a word—as if last night’s conversation had never happened.

Éloise sighed and stepped into her daily routine.

Behind her house grew a cluster of rare plants and healing flowers. Humming softly, she walked through the small garden, plucking a few leaves and blossoms with gentle fingers. She carried them inside and arranged them on her wooden table.

As she crushed the herbs into powder, her thoughts darkened.

If someone comes to take me today… what will I do?

I want a life surrounded by nature, full of freedom. I can’t go anywhere with anyone.

She paused, staring at the mixture in her bowl, then exhaled slowly and returned to work. By the time the sky turned a soft orange, her medicines were ready. She wrapped each small pouch carefully and placed them in a cloth bag.

“Let’s go, Éloise,” she whispered to herself.

She locked her door and stepped out, humming a tune as she walked. Her smile was bright enough to lift the mood of the entire street.

“Hii!” she waved at an old man selling flowers.

He waved back with a warm grin.

Éloise talked to several townspeople, cheerful as always, before reaching her first customer’s house. She handed over the medicine with a polite bow.

“If you ever need anything else, do tell me,” she said, then walked away toward the next house.

On the way, Camille spotted her.

“Hi, Cami!” Éloise called, waving her hand energetically.

“Hi, Elo. Where are you going?”

“Delivering medicines, what else?” Éloise pouted playfully.

Camille chuckled. “All right, let’s go then.”

She linked arms with Éloise, and they continued the deliveries together, chatting nonstop.

After a while, Éloise’s smile faded a little.

“Cami… my parents said someone will come to take me away. They sold me to someone. What should I do?”

Camille stopped walking, stunned.

“Éloise… what? No. You can come to my house, okay? I won’t let anyone touch you.”

“I can’t,” Éloise whispered.

“Then what are you going to do?” Camille asked, genuinely frightened.

Éloise took a deep breath. “I’ll think of something.”

“Sit down first,” Camille said, dragging her toward a bench on the side of the road.

They sat. Camille held Éloise’s hands tightly.

“So? Tell me.”

“I’m leaving for another city,” Éloise said quietly. “They have better herbs there. I can work in a store, sell my medicines. I want to live freely, Cami. That’s the only way. I’ll come meet you sometimes.”

Camille nodded slowly. “I can’t stop you… and I think it’s best for you.”

“I’m going tonight,” Éloise said firmly. “So no one notices. By morning, I’ll be far away.”

“Okay,” Camille whispered. “But be careful. There are magical creatures outside the town.”

“I know. Don’t worry.”

“Do you have enough money to survive alone for a few days?” Camille asked.

“Yeah. I do.”

Éloise smiled. “You’re the best, Cami. I’ll miss you so much.”

“I’ll miss you too. And whenever you need help, just think about me,” Camille said warmly.

Éloise laughed. “What are you, a magical creature? Will you run to me if I think about you?”

“Yes,” Camille said seriously.

Éloise blinked. “Really?”

Camille didn’t answer—just smiled.

“Okay then… I’ll think about you,” Éloise said, laughing again.

They stood up.

“Bye, Cami!” Éloise waved, running backward as she headed home.

“Bye, Elo!” Camille called after her.

Creature War

For generations, magical creatures—half human, half animal—had been hunted by humans. They could shift into full human or full animal forms, and their magic made them feared across every kingdom.

Whenever a creature was discovered inside a town, the humans burned it alive.

The war between them had lasted for years, and no one knew when—or if—it would ever end.

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