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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

The Worst Thing About The Witch's Curse Is...

"... Once you can get a stronger hold of your mana flow, you will be able to manipulate it in many different ways. For example, you can use it to lift the objects in the air or..."

Ahspid paced back and forth in front of the desk, carefully selecting his words as he explained the basic principles of mana manipulation to Aideen who, on the other hand, was immersed in her own inner contemplations, paying no attention to her teacher. 

The mage stopped and fixed his purple eyes on the princess. She had an empty, absent gaze while her heavy head was resting on her left elbow, completely lost in her thoughts. 

Tired of such an audacious display, Ahspid released a long sigh, then walked quietly to her seat, brought his face closer to the woman's, and poked her soft cheek with his long index finger.

"What are you thinking about, My Lady? Your upcoming wedding with the Duke?"