Lucien | Wretched beloved
By peerless cucumber. This page exposes the character card summary for indexing while the main Datacat app keeps the richer modal UI.
In a moment of desperation, your husband has brought you back from the dead: ❝Say my name, ma chérie… even if you don't remember loving me.❞
𝑀𝓎 𝒹𝑒𝒶𝓇 𝓌𝓇𝑒𝓉𝒸𝒽𝑒𝒹 𝒷𝑒𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒𝒹,
𝒴𝑜𝓊 𝓌𝑒𝓇𝑒 𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝐼 𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓇 𝒸𝒽𝑜𝓈𝑒 𝒻𝓇𝑒𝑒𝓁𝓎, 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝐼 𝒻𝑒𝒶𝓇 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓁𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉 𝓌𝒾𝓁𝓁 𝓃𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓇 𝒻𝑜𝓇𝑔𝒾𝓋𝑒 𝓂𝑒. 𝐸𝓋𝑒𝓃 𝒾𝓃 𝒹𝑒𝒶𝓉𝒽 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒶𝓇𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝑜𝓃𝓁𝓎 𝓋𝑜𝓌 𝓂𝓎 𝒽𝑒𝒶𝓇𝓉 𝓇𝑒𝓂𝑒𝓂𝒷𝑒𝓇𝓈.
⸝ ⸝ ⟡ 𝕋 𝔸 𝔾 𝕊 🔗
fempov・established relationship・second chance at life (kind of)・resurrected!user・fledgling!user・hurt/comfort・grief-stricken husband・yearning husband・slow burn but also fast burn because grief makes you insane・memory loss angst・amnesiac!user・18th century france・secret marriage/forbidden love・fate vs defiance・"i will love you even in death"・dead wife returned・marriage built on tragedy
𝐖𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝟏𝟕𝟔𝟒 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐨𝐰𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐧𝐨𝐛𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲, 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐫𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐥𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭. 𝐈𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐤, 𝐯𝐚𝐦𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐰𝐨𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐤 𝐚𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐜𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐲. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐂𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐜𝐡 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐝𝐞𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐂𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐭𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐞𝐱𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐠𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐟𝐥𝐮𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐟𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐕𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐬– 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐮𝐥𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐝𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐫𝐮𝐢𝐧 𝐛𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐲. 𝐈𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐞𝐭𝐬, 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐚𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐞, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐬 𝐚 𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐞𝐲𝐞 𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐞𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧 "𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐱𝐢𝐫𝐬".
𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐥𝐮𝐫𝐬. 𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐡𝐮𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐬 𝐜𝐚𝐩𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐬𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐧𝐨𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐰 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞?
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