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My Disfigured Duke Husband Helps Me Plot My Revenge

A powerless woman’s worst nightmare is marrying someone against her will. When those who are supposed to protect her betray her in the vilest of ways, Leonor is forced to marry a Duke known for his cold nature and repulsive appearance. After a miserable childhood, it shouldn’t have been a surprise to her that her future was never truly in her hands in the first place. Duke Desmond de Montclair was nobody before the war. He garnered the King’s favor by doing the impossible in battle. Unfortunately, any achievement is eclipsed by his appearance and unbearable personality. In a kingdom that idolizes beauty, there is no room for someone like him. At first, Leonor finds life with the Duke to be what she’s used to - walking on eggshells and never speaking what’s truly in her heart. Eventually, things slowly start to change as the Duke learns about the horrors she faced while living with her family. His power becomes the key to her revenge. However, in a moment where she feels cornered, Leonor confesses to the Duke that she’s in love with someone else. The progress she has made with the Duke comes crashing down around her. Will her magic abilities be enough to convince the Duke not to throw her out? If she can make herself useful to him, perhaps she can gain his sympathy somehow…

QueenFrieza · Fantasy
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289 Chs

Her

On the night before Desmond was set to marry Leonor, he sat with Gideon in the main hall of his estate near the southern edge of the capital, discussing a few last-minute letters given to him before he left Montclair. They would leave for Burien early in the morning so the wedding wouldn't be too late. 

Gideon could tell how unsettled the duke was each time he uttered a word or moved one of his hands. 

Because of his appearance, Gideon sometimes forgot that Desmond was a mere 23 years old. 

The Duke had the seriousness of someone who lived a full life enough to be jaded and weighed down by responsibility. His words were eloquent and mannerisms were practiced. He was made for nobility despite his rocky upbringing. If anything, being in an orphanage after being born into privilege had done him well. He knew how to interact with a multitude of people. Unlike many noblemen, he had a compassionate nature.