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  1. Public Bookmark 29

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    Hans doesn’t remember when it started hurting—only that it never stopped. After a night that changed everything, he survives by pretending: that he’s fine, that he doesn’t need help, that he doesn’t want anyone close.

    But then he meets Dr. Henry. Quiet. Gentle. Impossible to read.
    And for the first time, Hans lets someone see past the act.

    Therapy was supposed to be safe. Boundaried. Contained.
    But when the lines between comfort and care start to blur, both men are forced to confront what they’re holding, what they’re hiding, and what they might risk if they name the thing between them.

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    16 Jul 2026

  2. Public Bookmark 9

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    Henry is sent to Kuttenberg after Skalitz to finish learning his trade, but the plot still happens to Hans.
    Hans ends up in the city eventually too, gets to watch the tournament and immediately becomes enamored with the local blacksmith who's wiping the floor with the other combatants. Later, when he's drunk enough that a bad idea is just starting to sound intriguing, he decides he has to go and figure out what the guys deal is. Or why he can't stop thinking about him.

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    15 Jul 2026

  3. Public Bookmark 69

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    "What?"
    "His son!"
    "Oh. The bastard?"
    Hans has never met either Radzig or the mysterious boy he kept hidden before apparently revealing him to the world in a flourish, and with a lack of explanation Hanush had called typical of his old friend.
    "Legitimised," Hanush corrects.
    "What difference does it make?"
    "It means you are not to speak to him like some commoner unless you want to get in trouble."
    Hans keeps his mouth shut on the thought that trouble sounds better than the excruciating dullness that is his life.

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    Hans and Henry meet at Sir Divish's wedding, both fifteen and of noble status. It still doesn't stop them from punching each other on the first day.

    A duel and a half later, Hanush makes Hans write to Henry in apology, and an odd friendship begins. Until it becomes more and, possibly, worse.

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    08 Jul 2026

  4. Public Bookmark 68

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    The sun was Hans' first lover, before any girl and long before Henry. Henry doesn't mind being second to that, because the sun left its kisses behind, in the freckles that dot Hans all over his back, clustered on the tops of his shoulders and arms, whispers of faded sunburns and brief boyhood escapes. Henry can't know every story, but he wants to ask, to try and hold all of them; he can't kiss every freckle, but he can try that, too.

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    Hans has a bad morning and Henry does his best to cheer him up, and drowns in his lover's body in the process.

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    07 Jul 2026

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    Henry had clearly grown a taste for him – his mouth, his skin, all of him – ever since their first night together in Suchdol, though back then the graze of his teeth had been tentative and careful, almost shy, his lips and tongue otherwise gentle but nevertheless eager. Now he seemed all but rabid in his lust to brand him, but there was devotion in the bruises he kissed onto Hans' skin; a profound hunger to mark Hans as his.

    The notion of being owned and shackled by anyone should have felt just as suffocating as the noose around his neck, but the thought of his body belonging to Henry – his page, his lover, his Lancelot – made Hans’ very soul soar with a desire so overwhelming he feared it was the fires of Hell that were coating the strings to his heart.

    And yet for Henry he would gladly burn, be it by his own hand or God’s.

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    07 Jul 2026