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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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The Red Dress

By then, the maids had stopped asking Leonor if she wanted to wear something different to dinner. They were dutiful servants in tune with their masters' wants and schedules, after all.

It was a surprise when Leonor stepped into the hallway after a few hours and requested help getting into a new dress. The one she wore was light and the evening felt like it might be more appropriate to wear something more substantial. 

While she didn't want to wear a structured bodice or a heavy gown, she wanted to wear something that made her seem more mature. She was having dinner with her husband, after all. 

A bright red dress was brought out for her. While it was a long-sleeved garment, the outer layer was sheer enough material she didn't feel warm. It was an off-the-shoulder style that remained mostly modest. Since he didn't tend to look at her, she figured she could get away with something lower cut and he would pay it no mind anyway.