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October 17 - October 18, 2025
It’s the kind of kiss that Taylor Swift would write a hit song about.
I admit it. I’m a bit of a hopeless romantic. I used to devour one or two romance novels a week – give me all the burly mountain men, clever professors with kinky proclivities, spoiled billionaires, wild motorcycle gangs or sexy vampires, as long as the hero is broody, grumpy and possessive, with a schlong that has to be checked as oversized baggage on aeroplanes, I’m in.
Even though this place looks like a junk store had a drunken hate fuck with a Jackson Pollock painting, it has a personality, a vibe, a presence.
“Yes!” Lord Valerian’s face lights up. It’s as though someone has flicked a switch inside him, and he goes from being a grumpy gothic villain to an excited schoolboy. “Come. I will show you.”
A half-finished tapestry sits in the machine – a herd of wild horses dances across a brightly-coloured landscape filled with wildflowers, their bridles stitched with gold thread, as waves in shades of jewel and azure roll beneath their hooves.
How does one man have the time for all this? From the intensity with which Lord Valerian speaks of his “distractions”, I get the sense that they aren’t simply hobbies, but passions that consume his every waking thought.
Komal: As long as I can get Celeste’s sticky buns in hell, I’m fine with that.
“I’m not surprised. Mirabelle is the true mistress of Black Crag.” He bends down and scratches her behind her ears.
hot chocolate made from a recipe my grandmother passed down to me.” One never passes up an opportunity for fancy chocolate. “I’ll take the hot chocolate.” Raw pleasure crosses Reginald’s face. “I’m so happy. I hardly get to make Granny’s hot chocolate these days. I’ll be right back.”
loved to impress people with his knowledge of crop projections and obscure New Zealand vineyards.
“I’m sorry, you rescind the tea invitation? That is the sickest burn I’ve heard from a member of the aristocracy.”
“Reginald will be pleased. Women in flowing gothic dresses are always fleeing dramatically from the castle holding them, and we’re running low.”
“I’ll buy you a new one. I’ll buy you all the frilly, lacy, not-corsets you desire as long as I can keep worshipping you and making you mine, wife.”
Loving her will destroy me utterly. But I am more than ready to be ruined.
“I don’t care what those crazed capitalists do,”
Let it remind you to never be too stubborn or too afraid to love. Things that break can be repaired, and become all the more beautiful for the cracks. Eternity is a long time for regrets.”

