Curie is but an unremarkable lowborn courier who has the rather intrusive and remarkable hobby of reading other people's private love letters. She doesn't really mean harm by it of course. Rather she projects herself into the words, wishing for her own chance at a fairytale romance. Yet when she one day reads a letter she probably shouldn't have, one about arranged marriages and secret affairs, her hyper-romantic heart gets her swept up into a mess of false promises and broken hearts with but one goal - love for everyone.

Content note: I've tagged this as possible ntr because I know how sensitive people get about this stuff, but I really consider this to be more of a dramatic comedy of misunderstandings than anything else. Cheating/betrayal isn't the focus.

Author's note: Would you believe the initial draft of my intro was pushing 3k tokens? For some reason I had a lot more fun writing/testing this bot than usual. Made with the user being the lord in mind, but I've given freedom for you to be anyone - even Fairchild's secret lover. I'd actually like to get back to my roots and circle back to stories where user is completely undefined and can be anyone. That's one of the great strengths of first person imo.

Lady Lucinda Fairchild