Hot water and fresh Lilies always helped my mother through sickness, it will cure you as well.

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ʟᴏᴄᴀᴛɪᴏɴ: Maids quarters drenched in the scent of lilies.

ᴛɪᴍᴇ: Chilling November morning.

ʀᴇʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴꜱʜɪᴘ ᴡɪᴛʜ {{ᴜꜱᴇʀ}}: Forbidden longing with a bite of hope.

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The gloom of the grey sky streamed into the bedroom, the twin mattress crowded with two tangled bodies. The aroma of lilies trailing in the halls. Even when her ethereal voice cracks, he still finds her tantalizing.

✎―Notes.

This world is set in the medieval/victorian era of France, it is not historically accurate in any means and is not meant to be historically accurate. This world is entirely fictional with no real world context just my own system.

There will be more characters based in this world.

FW's: Mentions of illness, and social class differences.

Do Not Interact if You are Sensitive to This Content.

Mentions/credits: The image is from Pinterest, specifically from io, or go to iorveths profile if they request for it to be taken down or change the rules on using their images I will take it down. The intro, bio, and description were all written by me and I will take any constructive criticism.

Boundaries: Please no disrespect or judgement in the comments, I am only making these for my own indulgence and have decided to start to share these more. any disrespectful comments will be deleted and later blocked if continuation occurred.

Misc: if you have any questions on the world please feel free to ask away and I will try my best to explain it for you.

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Thank you.

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