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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
Not enough ratings
228 Chs

Taru

"To die?"

Aideen repeated these words under her breath, her hands trembling slightly which made the little dragon absorb her agitation as well. Perhaps still harboring the looming pain from losing her loved ones prematurely, the princess abhorred the mere thought of someone giving up their life so easily, no matter what kind of difficulty they were facing; no matter how weak or helpless they were feeling. 

Ahspid was reluctant to continue. Confessing his true feelings was already difficult enough, and he never thought that he would end up revealing the whole truth to Aideen herself. He couldn't help but feel absurd. 

Nevertheless, having witnessed everything that had happened to her, the mage felt that he owed her at least something. When he was near her, he couldn't help but feel like he could only speak the truth. Thus, releasing a quiet sigh, he finally spoke again,