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Beatrice:  She appealed to her heart’s self-control. Suppressing her emotions and keeping her words sealed away was her specialty. She had done so over and over across four centuries. Her heart did not fear silence or loneliness at that late hour. In her familiar, tried-and-true fashion, she gave up and chalked it up to the despair she knew so well. —It was during those days of resignation that an anomaly suddenly intruded upon her domain. At first, she assumed he was just another foolish human and held no interest in him whatsoever.
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Beatrice:  He was a traveler the half-demon girl had brought back from the royal capital, and a stupid one at that. By some twist of fate, he ended up staying at the mansion, and on top of that, he had an affinity for Dark magic, making him highly compatible with Beatrice’s Passage; as a result, he forced his way into the archive of forbidden books time and time again. He was an odd boy.
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Beatrice:  It was plain as day to anyone with eyes that the boy was completely smitten with the half-demon girl. It was just as obvious that this was no scheme or dark ambition; the only motive was his shockingly simplistic love for her and nothing more. On a whim, she had saved the boy from a curse and offered him words of advice. She regretted this when afterward, he settled down at the mansion indefinitely, insisting on becoming even chummier.
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Beatrice:  But what she found surprising was that he knew of Beatrice’s talents yet did not desire them in any way. Indeed, when he came to ask about curses, it was Beatrice, and not the archive of forbidden books, he came to consult. The boy harbored no interest in the knowledge left in her care or Beatrice’s power whatsoever.
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Beatrice:  Up until then, various persons had arrived at the archive of forbidden books, in which Beatrice placed her fleeting hopes—yet Beatrice herself had rejected them, denied them. In the first place, the boy lacked many of the attributes Beatrice hoped for in the person she awaited. First, there was a nasty quality to his eyes. His attitude was awful. His upbringing was deficient. His legs were short. He had someone he already cared for with all his being, and he wasn’t kind to Beatrice. She couldn’t find even one good thing about him.
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Beatrice:  It genuinely hurt when she tried to understand what the half-demon girl and the younger of the maid sisters saw in him. He had absolutely no redeeming qualities, so Beatrice wished he would know his place and just accept being alone. And given his situation, she thought she could at least be a little nicer whenever he poked his head into the archive.