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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 · Fantasie
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Gone

The men left early the following morning without fuss over their departure. If the King or duchess made a big show of it, their plans would be foiled. 

While Duchess and Duke de Montclair didn't want to separate from one another, they had a firm understanding and could only move forward with that. 

Desmond got rid of all signs that he was a duke by wearing commoner clothing that lacked color and putting on leather-covered metal shoulder armor to look more like a mercenary than anything else. The final thing to do was remove his sapphire wedding ring. 

Leonor waited for him at the door and, she held his hand tightly, her sapphire eyes that matched the ring so perfectly began to water. 

"I don't want to do this," she whispered. 

Desmond knew she was still tired. It was well before the sun would rise because they needed to leave with as little eyes on them as possible.