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blushstarot · 2 days

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PICK A CARD: what's your genshin impact life like, and what vision would you have based on it?

DISCLAIMERS & CONTEXT: this is important so don't skip it.

Since genshin has 7 types of visions, it felt unfair to me to just do three options to choose from like I normally do, that being said, I'm doing 9 options, with (hopefully) a short backstory, and then based on that, choose a vision. That means probably some visions would be left out of the post, and/or one or two elements could appear a lot. I could try and control that all the 7 elements appear but it wouldn't be a genuine reading since it'll be some manipulation, and that'll be dishonest and I'm not about that. Also in case anyone want to know what I took into account for selecting the visions, unless stated otherwise, I used this as a guide.

Anything said here about your life/ideals/past events is ONLY related to the hypothetical scenario of you living in genshin, DON'T take the reading as guidance, and DON'T feel that you HAD to experience the things said in real life to be able to relate and have that vision. This is just a fun what if based on your energy right now.

With the explanation and disclaimer out of the way, pick whichever picture you feel more attracted to and skip to that pile.

click on the picture to get a better view if necessary. rant and poll at the end.

Pile 1

the moon, ten of pentacles, ace of pentacles.

So, right of the start, without the interpretation of the meaning of the cards, the moon is in 2/3 of them, and what is the moon associated with? exactly, water. So right when I pulled the second card I knew y'all vision was hydro. I have this feeling that in genshin you would be from a kinda rich family, of course you're not feiyun commerce guild rich, but your family is well off and you don't need to worry about money. Talking about family, it seems that you have a good relationship with them, and they just support you and want you to live a fulfilling life.

So, for how you got your vision. It was at night, you were in your room, laying in bed or looking out the window, and you were thinking about your future. You wanted to continue the family business, how could you not?, your family has always done so much for you, and asked so little in return, this had to be right the way to repay them. At this point someone from your family close to you entered your room, I'm getting father figure vibes, definitely a masculine energy. One thing leads to another and you confide that you want to continue inherit the family business, but something deep within you is toughing at your heart strings, as if to trying to tell you something. This father figure tells you to really think this through and that the feeling you have might be because you are not fully convinced in what you want. Before leaving he reassures you that the family business is not that important, that you don't owe them anything, and that all they've done for you has been out of love. Then when you are all alone again and finally realize that you don't want to stay in the family business, but to do your own thing; a hydro vision appears next to you, and you know you've made the right choice, in wanting to pursue what you are passionate about.

**As in all the PACs, just take what resonates and leave what doesn't, this is for entertainment only, so have fun with it!

Pile 2

three of swords, king of cups, the empress.

This pile is giving me a lot of mixed messages, like in your genshin life y'all are a kind, compassionate person, and also a very wise, but something tells me that is not dendro wisdom, but more like leader wisdom, if that makes sense. With the empress I see that you have children at you care, could be your actual children, but I'm getting more of a head of an orphanage type of vibe.

For how you got your vision, I'm picturing that you are in some kind of meeting with important people, and they are pressuring you sell the orphanage, so they can close it and make something else where it's located. This is a negotiation they've been trying to make for quite some time now, and are trying to convince you with any way possible to sell it, and at this point you were tired of them showing up to the orphanage trying to convince you; probably some of the older kids starting to piece things together and are worried you might abandon them. So you agreed to go to their company headquarters to negotiate, away form the kids so they can't listen. So once you're there they start to bring up the fact that you're the only staff in the orphanage, and don't have anyone to help you finance and care for the children, and after some other valid arguments you start to doubt if you should just sell it and use the money to open a new one some other place. But something doesn't feel right and you stand your ground, telling them that the property is not for sell, that is your home and the home of all the children, you just can give that away like nothing. When you go back to the orphanage the first thing you see is the kids waiting for you, and you figured that everyone was aware of the rumors of you abandoning them, since you could see some of them had been crying. When you tell them the good news, they run to hug you, and only when one kind complains that they hit their head with something that was hanging from your waist, you realize that the gods had looked at you, and granted you a geo vision.

**As in all the PACs, just take what resonates and leave what doesn't, this is for entertainment only, so have fun with it!

Pile 3

wheel of fortune, the high priestess, queen of swords.

Something about this pile gives me anemo, but at the same time it feel too different from it. In your genshin life, you went through many hardships, and there was a point were you ended up in a situation where you couldn't defend yourself, and needed help to overcome it. This brought a big change into your life, an that's how you were able to obtain a vision.

Now, the story of how all that happened, actually started long before you got your vision. When you were on your lowest, a feminine energy help you, someone intelligent, witty, honest, and strong. She saved you from some monsters that were attacking you, and even tho you tried to fight back, they were way more stronger than you, so when she came to your rescue you felt ashamed for relaying on another person that happened to pass by and were kind enough to help you. You ended up asking them to teach you how to fight, so you could become stronger and better defend yourself. At first she refused and point out that your intentions weren't pure and that you just wanted to become stronger for selfish reasons. After some meditation on why you wanted to become stronger, you reached the conclusion that you actually wanted to be someone reliable, that everyone could depend on if they ever needed your help. After you told her that, she agreed to train you. You spend day and night learning from her, not only things combat related, but also how to be a better and more kind person. By the ending of your training, you viewed her as a mother figure, even to she wasn't exactly caring and gentle, despised her cold and serious face, you knew she cared for you. When you finally finished training and she said you were ready for anything you wanted to do, she gave you your first weapon as a gift, along with a box that contained a another gift she prepared. When you opened the box, next to the bracelet she bought for you, there was a pyro vision placed next to it, although no one knew how it got there.

**As in all the PACs, just take what resonates and leave what doesn't, this is for entertainment only, so have fun with it!

Pile 4

ace of pentacles, the emperor, queen of swords (reversed).

I'm getting this strong feeling that you would be some business owner, although I don't get a feeling for anything specific. You also probably come across to others as someone really intelligent on the art of business even if you follow these unorthodox methods that look like they are meant to fail, but for some reason for you it always work out. I feel that some might see you as a stubborn, maybe even ruthless person, like you are definitely a serious type.

For how you got your vision, you were probably in your office, just when you started to see profit from your new business. You went through a lot of challenges to get where you were, but you still weren't satisfied and had a lot of goals in mind, so you never let yourself take a break and were always working. You were drowning in paperwork, quiet literally, you couldn't even see the surface of your desk because of all the papers scattered. At this point you had too much in your mind and were starting to get a headache, so you decided to take a short break to eat something. Before leaving you decided to clean your desk and organize all the papers on it, and while moving them, that's when you realized that there was a dendro vision on your desk.

**As in all the PACs, just take what resonates and leave what doesn't, this is for entertainment only, so have fun with it!

Pile 5

the sun, page of swords (reversed), queen of wands (reversed).

I'm getting really positive and playful vibes, almost childlike, so my guess is that y'all are really young, or that are in touch with your inner child so much that even in a hypothetical scenario about a video game, you still are coming across as someone curious, with and adventurous spirit, and overall really happy and someone comforting to be around, definitely someone who is always playing with kids and helping those in need. With that being said, it may come as a surprise that y'all are involved in a bad organization, and not bad as in "they don't pay extra hours" bad, but more like "we control all the city and we decide what are the rules and the only valid law is ours" bad. The thing is, I don't really have any information about what the organization does, or what is the thing that you're supposed to do in it, so I think you actually don't really know either, and that's why I can't see it, OR there's too much hidden things around you that you want to keep a secret. Like I feel that you want to bring justice to bad people, and that you joined the organization because they basically lied to you and made you believe that they were good guys. I really have a feeling that you found out about what the organization really does but you're unable to leave so you are ashamed of being part of it or are ashamed of what the organization asked you to do, so you don't want anyone to know. Anyway, this is funny because I can't see how you got your pyro vision either, just that it happened near the time you joined the organization.

**As in all the PACs, just take what resonates and leave what doesn't, this is for entertainment only, so have fun with it!

Pile 6

ace of wands, four of swords (reversed), ace of cups.

Something happened to you that made you isolate yourself from the word, in the literal sense. I feel that the was a heartbreak, not necessarily romantic, that made you so sad that you decided you needed to go get yourself lost in nature, to meditate and work on yourself. I don't have a clear answer on who that person was, but I'm getting the mixed signal that was a lover or a really close friend that betray you, and your trust, and then not long after they got out of your life, either by death or by moving really far away.

So, how you got you vision is a little interesting. Remember I said you went out and got lost in nature? Well I'm not sure if it was 100% true, I can feel that for quite some time you actually were living in this sort of cave, with a river nearby and some sources of food, but also I can see that some weeks before getting your vision you were living in a really really really dark cave and I believe is some kind of metaphor on were you where mentally at the time. But then this beautiful moment happens where you decide you've been lamenting and torturing yourself emotionally for a long time now, so you gather courage and decide to go out of the cave. and of course at first the sun is too blinding, and you have to close your eyes and cover them with your hand at the same time. Then you start to thinking about going back to the comfort of the darkness, but really want to feel the warmth of the sun in your skin again so you continue forward even with your eyes closed. After some steps you can feel that you are outside but are too afraid to open your eyes so you just keep walking until to feel your feet touch something metallic, you look down and open your eyes to see what it is. And the first thing you are able to see is an anemo vision, and at that moment you know is yours, and it feels as if you've been born again.

**As in all the PACs, just take what resonates and leave what doesn't, this is for entertainment only, so have fun with it!

Pile 7

the magician (reversed), wheel of fortune, king of swords (reversed).

I don't know how much y'all are gonna like this but listen, someone from this PAC had to be the bad guy, surely from 9 piles not everyone was going to be good people... it's you guys, y'all are the bad ones, and you know it and you aren't ashamed of it (remember this is about your genshin life and that I'm not actually saying that in real life y'all are bad people). So, how do I put this. Y'all actually don't have a vision right now, you will, you will soon, I promise, just not right now.

Okay so, give a chance to explain. Y'all are power hungry, ruthless, tyrant, or at least that's how the others perceive you. They see you like an authority regardless of your ethics and morals not aligning with what everyone considers as "good", and they trust your judgment in a way, since you seem so disciplined and don't allow yourself to doubt on what you believe. That being said, I so feel that there's some major event that is going to shake your foundations, and send you on a spiral of some kind of identity crisis, and realizing that the things you believed in were wrong, or weren't even true at all. When that happens and you try to seek support on someone you trust, they're gonna deceive you again and betray you, which in return will amplify all the negative and complicated emotions you are feeling, and somewhere along your journey of change and acceptance is when you're going to get a cryo vision that's going to make you company for the rest of your life.

**As in all the PACs, just take what resonates and leave what doesn't, this is for entertainment only, so have fun with it!

Pile 8

ace of cups (reversed), four of swords, ace of wands.

So, you guys had a lot going on, that left you in a really bad mental space. With the ace of cups we can assume it was something like a wedding or engagement getting cancelled, but that doesn't have to be necessary it, since I'm also seeing that there was some type of social event where there was something you did and people didn't approve that left you so anxious and/or embarrassed that you had to leave early, so if you're not vibing with the wedding/engagement thing, it could be that. The point is that that event made people single you out and start to be more wary of you and more hostile. This left you feeling overwhelmed since you always thought that you were well liked in the community, like at the end of the day it wasn't that serious to them, but for you it hit really hard and made you see that maybe the world wasn't really like you believed.

At the end you allowed negativity to really set in your life, until at some point you decided that you needed some peace and quiet, make some introspection, relax and really think about how you are going to life your life from now on. Thankfully you found a solution once put your mind into it, and made a plan of moving somewhere else, to start again, so actually in that same day you started looking into it and by the end of the day of the day you had almost everything sorted out. You went to sleep really excited to the though of finally having your life back in control again, and there was definitely this new spark in your eyes and this feeling that almost didn't let you sleep, thankfully you did, and when you wake up you'll start this new life and the first thing you'll see will be this electro vision that accompanied you on your sleep.

**As in all the PACs, just take what resonates and leave what doesn't, this is for entertainment only, so have fun with it!

Pile 9

two of swords, the high priestess, the devil.

So uh, a lot to unpack here. First things first, like pile 7 based on the story that the cards are telling me, I don't see you having a vision right now, but you will have one in the near future. Funnily enough, you guys also share with pile 7 that you will have a cryo vision. So yeah, I just wanted to be straight forward with it in case you don't care about your backstory that much because it doesn't really mention how you got the vision, I just a very general idea of how it happened.

So your story is that you're feeling trapped, and like if things are out of your control, and that you have to make this big decision between two friends. I feel that one of them is trying yo leave, it could be from town, or organization/institution, or isn't happy with the friend group anymore and how it has changed. And they're your best friend so of course you want to support their decision, but you have another really close friend that isn't happy with they wanting to leave, and this ideals they have, so both of them start fighting with each other. And you are such a loving and caring friend, you don't want to see them fight, so you're trying to mediate the constant argument, and trying for them to reconcile, and it's very stressful because none of them wants to give in and compromise. And this is pretty much what the cards say, except for the high priestess, that is encouraging you to trust what you believe, and take action, follow your intuition, etc. So my guess is, you guys realize that the argument is pointless, and let your friends know, and kinda distance from them yourself from them because you realize they're not the friends you've always loved anymore, and that their change is not really the best thing for you right now, and then when you do that and you accept it and really embrace and believe in your decision, you'll be granted your vision.

**As in all the PACs, just take what resonates and leave what doesn't, this is for entertainment only, so have fun with it!

Thanks for reading!

I usually write this notes before doing the readings, so I don't really know how it went, BUT I can already tell this is gonna let me feeling really tired.

So yeah, I'm drained, it's been two days and a lot of hours spend on this so future me can worry about spelling mistakes to fix. If I ever do a PAC this long again, I better get paid or something this felt like working 12 hours straight, I had so many issues with the formatting it's not even funny, and don't get me started with pile 5, or that error I had with the poll, or the fact that the cryo users didn't have a vision yet. Anyway, this will be my only 9 option one in a while, the next ones will be back at 3 options, 4 if I'm feeling generous.

All jokes aside, it was really fun and I really wanted to do this PAC, so it's still worth it. Can't wait to read what you guys think, lot's of love! 💕

You can find more of my PACs on my master list, and if you have any suggestions on future PACs you want to see me do, you can send me and ask.

Bye byee ✨

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danytar · 3 hours

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–“Call Out My Name 𖤐”

Pairing: King!Aegon!Targaryen X Sister!Wife!Reader ’

Warnings: incest,vulgarity, explicit language,mention of foot fetish,cursing,reference to sex’

A!N: The art by @strngconnect on Twitter.

You were in your common room that you shared with your husband the King, the atmosphere between you was rather calm, Aegon was leaning on his wooden chair and sipping his wine while you were standing in front of the balcony with your cup in your hand.

Your husband was staring at you from behind and adoring your slender physique and your sparse hair on the back of your nightgown.

“You realize how that strong is dangerous don't you? ”. It was your sweet voice that pulled aegon out of his staring at you, he raised his eyebrows and looked at you as you turned to face him and then smiled “excuse me?”.

You raise an eyebrow and refill your cup “Larys.. don't you think he's a dangerous? ”. He sighed, then leaned back in his chair and looked at you from above,“maybe because he has spies everywhere?”. He replied, the sarcasm dripping from his voice, he never liked this man and does not understand why you would talk about this man now when you have him.

You turn towards the balcony again,the cold air caresses your hair and makes it fly freely from your shoulders, “Because he doesn't has a cock”. you said with a mocking tone.

“neither you”. Aegon chuckled and his dark eyes fixed on you the way you chuckled the way the spoke, you toured to face him again and smirks “Also I can be dangerous even If I don't”.

“You have mine”. he smirked and looked into your naughty eyes, you can't help but chuckled with him as well, the way he said it made your little cunt flutter, he was always has his effect on you before you even realize that.

“You're too naughty, my king”. You chuckle faintly and look at him sipping your wine, He put his cup on the table in front of him and got up from his chair to take a few steps towards you and wrap his strong arms around your waist.

“Maybe I am..but-”. He cut off his sentence and took the cup from your hand, placing it on the table, guiding your hands around his neck and then he continues talking “I'm not the one who speaks about cocks here”.

“Oh? Does it bother you that much or are you just jealous?”.You responded to him and wrapped your arms tightly around his neck, with your soft slay eyes stare into his own, his grip tightened around your waist even more so that he could feel your chest on his chest,the annoying clothes of both of you were brazenly separating your two bodies.

“Can I choose both? ” he said with a short chuckle enjoying the physical contact between the two of you, your eyes drown in him, can't look away you giggle and nodded.

“Was that necessary?” You teased him with your naughtiness, gently and slowly you pushed his broad shoulders towards his chair until he sits, to sit on his lap, your legs were visible through the slit of your nightgown, making your sitting position comfortable.

“What is it, my dear Queen?” He whispered in a low tone and raised his hand wrapping your locks around his finger while the other hand was rubbing your thigh gently.

“Strong-” You couldn't even finish your sentence, he interrupted you putting his thumb on your lips, you looked at his thumb and than at him, “Of course my love.. without a cock he won't even be able to imagine your feet”. His voice was very possessive and you felt his hand squeeze your thigh.

“You have castrated him”. you replied with a chuckle grabbing his hand and kissing his knuckles, your index finger was messing with his ring, he smirked and put his fingers into your mouth so you can not interrupting him while he's speaking the next.

“I didn't even give him a chance for wanking,I don't want anyone to do such a things while he thinking about you or imaging you” He pulls his fingers out of your mouth and grabs your chin raising it slightly so that you look at him directly.

“So you're going to castrate anyone who stares at me too long than usual?” you replied without breaking eye contact with him, you grabbed his wrist and pulled it away from your chin.

“I can also have their eyes for that.. do you expect me to see others staring at my queen while I stand with my arms folded?” He raises an eyebrow and crosses his arms to his chest, you chuckle and untie his arms to guide them to your breasts.

“At all your grace” You smile slyly and let him play with them, he loves when you say his titles, It has a different taste on your tongue that's why he enjoying hearing you call him his kingly titles with your naughty and submissive tone, it makes him feel like he had the world between his hands.

“Say it”. He whispers in your ear, his fingers trailing down your nightgown to open it slowly.. he's taking his time with it, “Eh?Your grace?”. You asked, tucking his recently grown stray silver locks and placing it behind his ear.

“No, dear, MY NAME”. He whispered and slowly nibbled your earlobe while his hands were still working on untying your nightgown, You feel a shiver running through your body, you exhales a little, then looks at him with a smile “Make me”.

“Is this a challenge my dear wife?, you know I can make you scream too”. He pulled away from your ear and looked at you, you grab the gold chain around his neck to pull his head close to you and pick his lips into a hot, fiery kiss.

He groans as you pull him closer,your kiss deep and passionate. His tongue slides into your mouth as he responds with just as much fervor, his hands running over your body possessively as if he can't get enough of you.

He breaks the kiss, panting slightly as he looks down at you with a heated gaze and cheeky smilie, “Can't wait to taste me?”. you exhaled and nodded,“Take off”. You ordered him with your thumb draws random patterns on his lip.

“I'm the one who giving the orders here, my queen”. he teased you,as he removed the remains of your nightgown to reveal your naked glory to him, a view never gets old, something he will never.. never get enough of it no matter how many times he saw you.

“Please, darling? ”. You begged with a sweet voice and an innocent eyes, he smirked and ran his thumbs over your hardened nipples keeping the eye contact with you, “Minutes ago you were talking about Strong's cock”. Aegon's said with hint of jealousy and Possessiveness, “Are really expect to let you insult mine without consequences?”.

“Aegon Come on!”You protest and frowns softly“I wasn't insulting yours-”.

“Excuses...excuses.I not gonna put my precious cock in you, my queen.. you must bear the consequences of your actions”.

“AEGON!”. You protest before rising from his embrace and standing in front of him slouched, a small pout playing on your lips, He gives you a naughty look and grabs his cup sipping his wine.

You are annoyed by his behavior, then a slutly idea comes to your mind to arouse his anger and jealousy until he gives you what you want, “Well.. since my husband does not give me what I want, I think I will look for pleasure elsewhere.”

Aegon chokes in his drink and looks at you, “What?”, You smilie because you got a reaction from him, Then you pick up your nightgown from the floor to make this more serious, “As you heard dear husband”.

He throws his cup away and gets up from his chair to grab your bare shoulders pushing you against the wall, His hands grabbed both of your wrists and lifted them up against the wall,There is nothing you truly enjoy it more than making your husband jealous.

"You're such a slut my sweet wife”. Those were the last words he said to you before he pounced on your body like a predator hungry for its prey, you wanted to play it dirty, well you will got it.

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dickiebirdie37 · 15 hours

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i have so many thoughts about bridgerton s3 part 1 (mostly positive because i LOVEDLOVEDLOVED the first part) but this discourse about how penelope should've chosen debling and not colin is really something that makes me so sad.

like people who think debling is a better choice (which btw he isn't) want pen to settle for a loveless marriage. pen wants LOVE and she wants to be loved. she comes from a family who doesn't really love or even like her. her sisters insult her (prudence called her fat in s1 and they think the only way she can have a suitor is when she blackmails him wtf ???) and her mother thinks she is delusional for even thinking that she could get a husband in her third season and knowing that people still want her to choose debling???? debling himself told her that his work takes up so much space in his life that he probably would never love her and this is the guy who pen should choose wtf

i think it's very telling that certain people don't want pen to choose colin, the person she loves, but want her to settle for debling. why is it always the character that is not conventionally thin (yes, i know that pen is not really a plus-size character but she is also not as conventionally thin as the other two leading ladies) that has to settle for a loveless marriage? why can't she chose colin who loves her and desires her and who doesn't want to leave her for three years to look after his estate.

pen would be so unhappy if she married debling. she would be all alone and yeah idk

colin made mistakes (just as pen has made mistakes) but he truly loves her and the moment he realized his feelings he yearned for her and wanted to be with her and this is what pen deserves. she deserves love and someone who wants her and loves her and someone who doesn't want to leave her.

#polin #penelope featherington #colin bridgerton #bridgerton #alfred debling #bridgerton s3 spoilers #bridgerton spoilers #idk i can't really explain how sad it makes me that certain people don't want pen to be loved #like my bb deserves love and happiness #bridgerton thoughts

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muiitoloko · 2 days

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if i may request of Karl Hoffmeister If that’s okay like it’s an rivalry between her father and him but her father business bankrupt as he saw this and grasp the opportunity (cause he already got his eyes on her not her sisters) he make a deal with her father for her hand to save their family business if that’s okay thank you ❤️❤️❤️

Title: Difficult woman.

Summary: Karl is determined to win your affections.

Pairing: Karl Hoffmeister × Fem! Reader

Warnings: Forced marriage, Unrequited love.

Author's Note: Thank you very much for your request. I hope you enjoy this story. I tried to add some humor, but I'm afraid I'm not very good at it. 😅

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Karl had been waiting for this day for months, and now, as he sat beside you, his new wife, he couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction. He glanced over at you, trying to gauge your mood, but your face remained impassive, your eyes fixed on the passing scenery. He knew you were angry and upset, feeling like you had been manipulated and bought, but he was determined to make you see that he had done this all for your happiness.

The car rolled along the winding road towards his grand estate, the lush green countryside passing by in a blur. The silence between you was thick with tension, and Karl cleared his throat, breaking the quiet.

"You'll grow to love this place, I'm sure of it," he said, his voice gentle but firm.

You turned to look at him, your eyes cold. "Is that supposed to make me feel better?" you asked bitterly.

Karl sighed softly. "I know this isn't what you expected," he began, choosing his words carefully. "But I did what I had to do to ensure our future together."

"Our future?" you scoffed, disbelief written plainly across your face. "Is that what you call this?"

Karl's jaw tensed, but he remained composed. "I wanted you from the moment I met you," he admitted, his voice low. "You enchanted me, and I knew I had to have you. But your father wouldn't allow it, no matter how much I tried to convince him."

"And so you ruined my father's business," you said bitterly, your voice tinged with accusation. "You left him with no choice but to agree to this... this arrangement."

"It wasn't my intention to cause harm," Karl replied, his tone earnest. "But I was desperate. I couldn't stop thinking about you, about us."

You shook your head in disbelief. "You're selfish," you accused, your voice trembling with anger. "You did this all for yourself, not for me."

Karl's expression softened, his eyes searching yours. "I did it because I love you," he confessed quietly. "I know you don't believe me now, but I hope in time, you'll see that my intentions were genuine."

You looked away, unable to meet his gaze any longer. You felt trapped, suffocated by the weight of his expectations and the sudden loss of your independence. The house loomed closer, and with each passing mile, you felt further and further from the life you had imagined for yourself.

Karl squeezed the steering wheel of the Ford Model T, guiding it towards the mansion with a mixture of hope and anxiety. The imposing estate was a testament to his success and determination, and he had meticulously prepared it to be a haven for you—a place worthy of a queen. The gardens were perfectly manicured, the house exquisitely furnished, all in an effort to create a paradise he hoped you would come to cherish.

As he glanced at you from the corner of his eye, he couldn't help but admire how beautiful you looked in your wedding dress, borrowed from your mother. It suited you, but the sight also served as a painful reminder of how much had changed. Your expression remained unreadable, the bitterness in your eyes still palpable.

Karl's thoughts drifted to the night ahead. He was looking forward to the nuptials, though deep down he feared you would reject him. He sighed through his nose, pulling his hat lower to shield his eyes from the sun and his thoughts from the doubts gnawing at him.

The car approached the gates of the mansion, and he slowed down, the gravel crunching under the tires. The grand entrance loomed ahead, and Karl's heart raced with anticipation. He parked the car and stepped out, moving quickly to open your door. You hesitated before taking his hand, your touch cold and reluctant.

He led you towards the entrance, pausing for a moment to take in the sight of the grand home. "I hope you'll come to see this as our home," he said softly, his voice carrying a hint of vulnerability. "Everything here is for you."

You looked up at the mansion, your face a mask of conflicting emotions. "I never asked for this," you murmured, your voice tinged with sadness.

Karl's heart ached at your words, but he pressed on, guiding you inside. The foyer was a stunning display of elegance, with polished floors and intricate moldings. "I wanted to give you a life of comfort and beauty," he explained. "A life where you could be happy."

"Happiness doesn't come from wealth or grand homes, Karl," you replied quietly, your eyes wandering over the opulent surroundings. "It comes from freedom and love."

He nodded, swallowing hard. "I know," he said, his voice barely above a whisper. "And I hope, in time, you will find both here with me."

The tension between you remained palpable as Karl let go of your hand to call the servants. He removed his hat, handing it to his butler, who then helped him out of his coat. The grandeur of the foyer seemed to emphasize the gulf between you, a stark reminder of the world Karl had pulled you into.

As the servants lined up in front of him, Karl took a step forward. "This is my wife," he announced, his voice authoritative yet trying to convey warmth. "She is the new lady of the house, and I expect everyone to assist her in any way she requires."

The servants nodded in unison, their faces a mix of curiosity and respect. Karl watched with satisfaction as you took a deep breath and stepped forward, determined to make the best of the situation.

"I'm pleased to meet you all," you began, your voice steady but with an underlying current of emotion. "I look forward to getting to know each of you and learning how things are done here."

You moved down the line, introducing yourself to each servant and asking their names. Your genuine interest and kindness were evident, and Karl couldn't help but feel a swell of pride as he watched you. This was one of the many things that had drawn him to you in the first place—your innate ability to connect with others, to see them as individuals rather than mere functionaries.

"Anna," you said to the housekeeper, a middle-aged woman with a stern but kind face. "I'll need your guidance on how to manage the household. I trust you'll help me learn the ropes?"

"Of course, ma'am," Anna replied, her expression softening. "I'll be here every step of the way."

You moved on to the cook, a stout man named Gustav. "I'm eager to learn about the meals and the kitchen routines," you said. "Your reputation precedes you."

Gustav chuckled, a hint of pride in his eyes. "Thank you, ma'am. I look forward to showing you around."

Each interaction was brief yet meaningful, and the servants seemed to warm to you with each passing moment. Karl watched, his heart beating faster. He hoped that your kindness and willingness to engage would help ease the transition and perhaps, over time, soften your feelings towards him.

Finally, you reached the last in line, a young maid named Liselotte. She seemed nervous, wringing her hands as you approached. "Liselotte, it's a pleasure to meet you," you said gently. "I hope we can work well together."

"Y-yes, ma'am," Liselotte stammered, blushing. "I'm sure we will."

With the introductions complete, Karl stepped forward again. "Thank you, everyone," he said. "That will be all for now. Please ensure that everything is ready for dinner tonight."

As the servants dispersed, Karl turned to you, his expression softening. "You handled that beautifully," he said, his voice filled with admiration.

You met his gaze, your eyes still guarded but with a hint of appreciation. "Thank you," you replied. "It's important to me to know who I'm living with."

Karl nodded, his heart lifting slightly. "I hope this can be a new beginning for us," he said earnestly. "I want us to build something together, something real."

You looked around the opulent foyer, then back at Karl. "We'll see," you said quietly, but there was a flicker of possibility in your eyes.

Karl took a step closer, extending his arm to take you up the stairs. You hesitated only for a moment before accepting, gathering the wedding dress in your hands. "I'm tired," you said softly. "I can see the house later."

Karl nodded, a small smile forming on his lips. "Of course," he replied, understanding. "Let's get you to the bedroom."

He led you up the grand staircase, the polished banister gleaming under the soft light. At the top, he turned down a hallway adorned with tasteful paintings and ornate sconces. He stopped in front of a set of double doors and pushed them open, revealing a beautifully decorated bedroom. The large bed was draped with fine linens, and the room was filled with elegant furniture and fresh flowers.

You stepped inside, taking in the luxurious surroundings with a nod. Then you turned to Karl, a question in your eyes. "Where will you be sleeping?" you asked, your voice steady but with an undercurrent of tension.

Karl blinked in confusion, taken aback by the question. "This is our bedroom," he said, trying to keep his tone gentle. "I'll be sleeping here, by your side."

You shook your head firmly. "No," you said, your voice resolute. "I can't sleep next to you."

A wave of frustration washed over Karl, his worst fears confirmed. He had hoped for a wedding night, for a chance to begin your life together intimately. But now, that hope seemed far away. "You are my wife," he said, struggling to keep his voice calm. "Your duty is to please me."

You took a step back, your eyes flashing with defiance. "My duty is to myself," you replied sharply. "I need time, Karl. You can't force this."

Karl's jaw clenched, but he nodded slowly, recognizing the futility of pushing the issue. "Very well," he said quietly, his voice heavy with disappointment. "I will sleep in the guest room tonight."

He turned to leave, but paused at the door, looking back at you. "I hope you come to understand," he said softly. "Everything I've done is for you, for us."

You remained silent, your expression unreadable. As Karl walked out of the room, he couldn't shake the sense of frustration and longing that gnawed at him. He had won you, but at what cost? As he made his way to the guest room, he resolved to be patient, hoping that in time, you would see the sincerity of his intentions and come to accept the life he had built for you.

As the days passed, Karl noticed that you continued to be cold towards him, though you were kind and engaging with everyone else around you. It was evident in the way you interacted with the servants and how they responded warmly to your gestures. But when it came to him, you maintained a distant and guarded demeanor.

One morning, Karl observed you across the breakfast table. You sat at one end while he took the other, the wide expanse between you a clear metaphor for the emotional gulf that had developed between you. He sighed inwardly, taking a bite of his breakfast, the clinking of cutlery the only sound in the spacious dining room.

"Would you like to accompany me to the city today?" Karl finally asked, breaking the silence. "I have a meeting with a potential new assistant, and I thought you might enjoy a change of scenery."

You looked at him curiously, a flicker of interest in your eyes. "Won't you be working today?" you asked, your voice betraying a hint of surprise.

Karl shook his head. "No, not today. This is more of a personal matter," he replied, carefully avoiding the word "business," knowing that it might sound controlling. "It would be a nice opportunity for you to see the city and perhaps do some shopping if you'd like."

You considered his offer, a plan forming in your mind. "Yes, I think I'd like that," you said finally, a small smile playing on your lips. "I haven't seen much of the city since we arrived."

Karl nodded, relieved by your acceptance. He had been hoping for an opportunity like this—a chance to spend time with you outside the confines of the estate, hoping it might soften your feelings towards him. Little did he know, it was your chance to execute your escape plan.

After breakfast, you quickly dressed, choosing your attire carefully to blend in with the city crowd. Karl waited for you in the foyer, looking slightly uncomfortable in his tailored suit, a stark contrast to your casual but elegant dress.

The drive to the city was quiet, with occasional small talk about the scenery or the weather. Karl drove confidently, navigating the winding roads with ease. The city gradually came into view, its bustling streets and lively markets a stark contrast to the quiet isolation of the estate.

When Karl parked the car near their destination, you wasted no time in opening the door. However, Karl stopped you, his hand gently but firmly on your arm. "Where are you going?" he asked, a hint of confusion in his voice.

You looked at him, equally perplexed. "Shopping, of course," you replied.

Karl laughed softly, shaking his head. "We will do that after my meeting," he explained. "I want you to join me first."

You tried to hide your disappointment, realizing that Karl had no intention of letting you wander around the city alone as you had imagined. Suppressing a sigh, you forced a smile and took his arm. "Of course," you said, your tone neutral.

Karl helped you out of the car, his grip on your arm both supportive and possessive. As you walked together towards the imposing building, a few gentlemen passing by tipped their hats to Karl, acknowledging the rich industrialist with respect. Karl nodded in return, his demeanor commanding and confident.

Inside, the building was a hub of activity, with clerks bustling about and the sounds of typewriters clattering in the background. Karl led you through the lobby, his presence causing a ripple of attention among the employees. You noticed the respectful nods and quick glances of admiration directed at him, a testament to his influence and status.

He guided you to a small waiting area near his office. "Please wait here," he said, his voice gentle yet firm. "This won't take long."

You nodded, taking a seat on the plush chair. As he disappeared into his office, you glanced around, taking in the surroundings. The walls were adorned with framed photographs and certificates, showcasing Karl's achievements and the legacy of his industrial empire.

After what felt like an eternity, Karl reappeared, a satisfied look on his face. "All done," he announced, extending his hand to you. "Shall we go?"

You rose to your feet, taking his hand reluctantly. The prospect of exploring the city with Karl watching over you dampened your earlier excitement, but you resolved to make the best of it.

As you walked through the city streets, Karl pointed out various landmarks and shops, his voice filled with pride. "This is where I started my first factory," he said, gesturing to an old brick building. "And over there is where we produce the finest machinery."

You listened politely, though your thoughts were elsewhere. The bustling city around you felt like a world away from the isolated grandeur of the estate. The idea of freedom, of being able to make your own choices, seemed tantalizingly close yet frustratingly out of reach.

Karl stopped in front of a luxurious boutique, his eyes sparkling with anticipation. "Let's get you something beautiful," he suggested, his voice warm. "A new dress, perhaps?"

You nodded, allowing him to lead you inside. The boutique was filled with exquisite garments, each more beautiful than the last. As you tried on a series of elegant dresses, Karl watched with a mixture of pride and admiration.

"You look stunning," he said, his voice soft. "Absolutely stunning."

You forced a smile, feeling the weight of his expectations pressing down on you. "Thank you," you replied, turning to examine yourself in the mirror.

Despite the opulence and Karl's attempts to please you, a sense of emptiness lingered. The fine dresses and grand gestures couldn't erase the underlying tension between you. The true luxury you craved—freedom and genuine affection—remained elusive.

As you left the boutique, Karl carrying the carefully wrapped packages, you couldn't help but wonder if you would ever find a way to escape the gilded cage he had built for you. The city, with its promise of possibility, felt both liberating and unattainable, a bittersweet reminder of the life you had lost and the uncertain future that lay ahead.

Karl put the packages in the backseat of the car, before sitting in the driver's seat while you sat next to him, fanning yourself with a delicate lace fan. He started the engine, glancing at you briefly.

"It’s quite hot today," Karl remarked casually, wiping a bead of sweat from his forehead.

You kept your eyes on the scenery outside, changing the subject smoothly. "How did your meeting with your new assistant go?"

Karl nodded, his expression brightening. "It went well. His name is Adam. A sharp young man. He starts working with me tomorrow."

You nodded in response, continuing to fan yourself. The wind from the hand fan stirred your hair gently as Karl drove, the silence between you heavy but manageable. As the car moved steadily along the road, Karl hesitated before reaching his hand over to your thigh, the gesture meant to be tender but also carrying a hint of desire.

Without missing a beat, you closed your fan sharply and smacked his hand with it. Karl shouted in surprise, pulling his hand back quickly and looking at you with a mixture of shock and frustration.

"Keep your hands on the steering wheel," you commanded, pointing the hand fan at him for emphasis.

Karl obeyed, gripping the wheel tightly. "Yes, ma'am," he muttered, a hint of sarcasm in his voice. Under his breath, he mumbled in German, "Schwierige Frau..." (Difficult woman...).

The rest of the drive continued in tense silence, the lush countryside passing by as the grand estate came back into view. Karl's mind was a whirl of frustration and determination, while you remained resolute, your thoughts fixed on finding a way to reclaim your independence. The mansion loomed ahead, a stark reminder of the complex relationship you both were now entangled in.

As the grand estate came into view, Karl and you were still enveloped in an awkward silence, broken only by the occasional chirping of birds outside. The Ford Model T rolled up the gravel driveway, and Karl parked the car with a sigh. He exited first, quickly circling around to open your door, a gesture that felt both gentlemanly and a tad desperate.

"Welcome back, madame," he said, offering his hand.

You stepped out, adjusting your hat with a faint smile. "Thank you, Herr Hoffmeister," you replied, deliberately using his formal title, a subtle reminder of the distance you maintained.

Karl led you inside, the grand foyer still impressively daunting with its high ceilings and polished floors. The butler, Hans, appeared almost instantly, taking the packages from Karl.

"Shall I have these brought to your room, madame?" Hans asked, his tone respectful.

"Yes, thank you, Hans," you responded, handing him the last of the shopping bags. As Hans disappeared up the staircase, you turned to Karl. "I think I'll rest a bit before dinner."

Karl nodded, trying to hide his disappointment. "Of course. I have some work to attend to in my study. I'll see you at dinner."

You climbed the grand staircase, your steps echoing softly. Karl watched you go, a mix of admiration and frustration on his face. Once you were out of sight, he trudged to his study, muttering to himself in German, "Was muss ich tun, um ihr Herz zu gewinnen?" (What must I do to win her heart?)

In the solitude of your room, you sat by the window, looking out at the expansive gardens. You couldn't help but chuckle at the thought of Karl's surprise when you had smacked his hand with the fan. "Herr Hoffmeister, meet my patience," you whispered to yourself, smiling at the memory.

Meanwhile, Karl was in his study, trying to focus on a pile of paperwork. However, his mind kept drifting back to the car ride and the unexpected smack of the fan. He shook his head, a bemused grin forming on his lips. "Schwierige Frau," he repeated, this time with a hint of fondness.

Dinner that evening was another exercise in strained politeness. The dining room, with its long, elegant table, seemed to exaggerate the distance between you. Karl tried to make small talk, commenting on the beautiful sunset visible through the windows.

"It's quite a view," you said, looking outside and avoiding direct eye contact. "It almost makes one forget the bars of the cage."

Karl sighed, his fork pausing mid-air. "This isn't a cage," he protested gently. "It's a home."

"A home should feel free," you replied, taking a sip of wine. "Not like a museum exhibit."

Karl chuckled despite himself. "Well, I suppose if this were a museum, you'd be the star attraction."

You raised an eyebrow, a sly smile playing on your lips. "And you'd be the overzealous curator."

Karl laughed, a deep, genuine sound that surprised you both. For a moment, the tension eased, replaced by a shared understanding of the absurdity of your situation.

After dinner, you excused yourself, heading to your room. Karl, left alone in the dining room, stared at his empty plate, feeling both hopeful and frustrated. "One step at a time, Karl," he muttered to himself. "One step at a time."

Hans cleared his throat, catching Karl's attention as he sat alone in the dining room, contemplating his next move. The old butler, observing his master's troubled expression, exchanged a meaningful glance with Anna, the housekeeper, who had just entered the room.

"Something on your mind, Hans?" Karl asked, trying to shake off his frustration.

Hans hesitated before speaking, his voice respectful but curious. "If I may, Herr Hoffmeister, it seems that you are still struggling to win the affections of Mrs. Hoffmeister."

Karl sighed deeply, nodding. "Yes, Hans, I am. Despite my best efforts, she remains distant. I'm beginning to think her heart is made of stone."

Anna, who had been listening quietly, stepped forward. "Perhaps, Herr Hoffmeister, the issue isn't with the gifts themselves, but rather with their nature."

Karl scoffed, his frustration evident. "I've given her dresses, jewelry, shoes—every luxury a woman could desire. None of it has softened her heart."

Anna shook her head gently. "It's not about the value of the gifts, sir. It's about the thought behind them. Mrs. Hoffmeister feels very lonely when you're away at work. She takes care of the house and engages with us, but she lacks companionship. She has no friends here, and I've noticed she rarely receives letters, even from her family."

Karl considered Anna's words, feeling a pang of guilt. "You're right, Anna. She does seem isolated. But what kind of gift could I give her to alleviate that loneliness?"

Anna smiled, her eyes kind. "Perhaps something that provides comfort and companionship. Something thoughtful."

Karl's mind raced, searching for an idea that could bridge the emotional gap between him and his wife. Suddenly, an idea struck him. "I think I know just the thing," he said, a determined smile forming on his lips.

The next afternoon, Karl returned home from work with a spring in his step, carrying a small bundle in his hands. As he entered the foyer, you approached, curious about his unusual excitement. Your curiosity quickly turned to horror as you caught sight of the wriggling bundle.

"Karl, what on earth is that?" you exclaimed, eyes wide with alarm.

Karl smiled, holding the little dog with a bow on its head out for you to see, but you turned away, shouting, "Keep that mouse away from me!"

Suppressing the urge to laugh, Karl explained, "It's not a mouse, it's a puppy—a Pomeranian, to be exact."

Still, you despised the tiny animal, moving away from it as if it were something grotesque. Karl placed the puppy on the ground, where it trotted after you. You tried shooing the puppy away, a grimace of disgust on your face that Karl found funny. But he stopped laughing when you gave him a look that could freeze the sun.

Later, while Liselotte was helping you bathe, you couldn't help but complain. "Can you believe it? He gave me a mouse as a gift! What kind of husband gives his wife a mouse?"

Liselotte struggled to suppress her laughter. "Oh, madame, it wasn't a mouse. Herr Hoffmeister said it was a Pomeranian puppy."

You huffed, crossing your arms. "Mouse, puppy—what's the difference? It's small and it moves. And he put a bow on it, like that would make it less...mouse-like."

Liselotte couldn't hold back her giggle. "Perhaps Herr Hoffmeister thought it would provide some companionship for you."

"Companionship? From a mouse?" you exclaimed, rolling your eyes. "I'd rather have a proper conversation with a human. I swear, Liselotte, that man has the strangest ideas."

Liselotte smiled, carefully rinsing your hair. "He is trying, madame. Perhaps this is his way of showing he cares."

You sighed, feeling the warmth of the bath soothe your nerves. "I know he's trying, but sometimes it feels like he's trying too hard and missing the mark completely. I just wish he'd understand me better."

Liselotte nodded sympathetically. "Men can be quite dense sometimes, madame. But at least you can take comfort in knowing Herr Hoffmeister's heart is in the right place."

You couldn't help but laugh at that. "If only his head would catch up with his heart."

Liselotte finished bathing you, and you both shared a quiet moment of understanding. "Thank you, Liselotte," you said softly. "You always know how to make me feel better."

"Anytime, madame," Liselotte replied, smiling warmly. "And who knows, maybe you'll come to like the little 'mouse' after all."

You shook your head, laughing. "Don't hold your breath."

Later that evening, as you and Karl sat down for dinner, he looked at you with a hopeful expression. "How is the puppy?" he asked.

You raised an eyebrow. "You mean the mouse? It's fine, I suppose. Liselotte has taken a liking to it."

Karl chuckled, a glimmer of amusement in his eyes. "Well, at least someone appreciates my gift."

You couldn't help but smile, a reluctant warmth creeping into your heart. "I suppose it was a thoughtful gesture, even if it was a bit...misguided."

Karl's expression softened. "I just want you to be happy. I'll keep trying until I get it right."

"Just don't bring home any more mice," you teased, your tone lighter than before.

Karl laughed, relief washing over him. "No more mice, I promise."

As the evening progressed, the tension between you began to ease, replaced by a tentative understanding. Perhaps, just perhaps, there was hope for finding common ground and building a life together that wasn't confined by the gilded cage of the grand estate.

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