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Saved By The Mad Duke

Aideen Ruan, though a royal princess, was always unwanted due to the circumstances of her birth. Born blind to a hostage concubine, she possessed an intriguing beauty; however, her disability rendered her utterly useless to the royal family. Even when the struggling Count Crueder reluctantly agreed to take Aideen as his wife to secure the royal dowry, her life failed to improve. A year into their marriage, Aideen's inability to produce an heir sealed her fate. The princess was destined for exile to the Temple, consigned to spend the remainder of her days in isolation and abandonment. Contrary to her anticipations, instead of the Temple, Aideen found herself within the cold walls of Duke Tillian Valentine's castle. Duke Valentine, the last scion of the once-revered Valentine family that ruled the Kingdom before the "Fratricide Rebellion", now presided over the desolate Northern lands. Faced with fear and confusion, Aideen expected her life to perpetuate its cycle of misery, only to discover that Duke Valentine might hold the key to a new opportunity, a chance at a life she had never envisioned. "You bewitched my body and soul. Put an intoxicating spell on me, shackled my heart to yours with your magic. If I could exchange my eyesight with you, I would do it just to make you see what a man dying from love looks like."

yoojee · Fantasy
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228 Chs

Having Lovers Is In Fashion

Melania rose from her chair, prepared to walk out of the room but then stopped and looked down at the opened letter on the small wooden desk. After a few moments of silent contemplation, she added,

"Loraline… I want you to hide this letter in one of your books for me, under the adjustable cover. The news about my brother ascending the throne is still a secret so I do not want any prying eyes to learn about it before it is made official. If you know what I mean."

Her attendant threw a quick glance at the letter, then looked back at the princess, and nodded.

"Yes, I will do so, Your Highness."

"Thank you."

Walking inside the palace's main reception room, the young woman took a seat behind the beautifully arranged round table, stretched her lips into a perfect smile, and apologized,