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#MAGIC
#WEAKTOSTRONG
#BETRAYAL
#REVENGE
#SWEETLOVE
#FATEDLOVE
#ROYALFAMILY
#FIRSTLOVE
#CHILDHOODSWEETHEARTS

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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325 Chs
#MAGIC
#WEAKTOSTRONG
#BETRAYAL
#REVENGE
#SWEETLOVE
#FATEDLOVE
#ROYALFAMILY
#FIRSTLOVE
#CHILDHOODSWEETHEARTS

Straying Care

"A bit early, don't you think, Your Majesty," Desmond observed in a mocking tone as he entered one of the sitting rooms in the estate they were staying in for the time being. 

Stephano sat beside a fireplace, staring into flames that matched his eyes. He had a heavy bottom glass full of something strong. It probably tasted like poison, in Desmond's opinion, but Stephano could look past it depending on his mood. The King was sleep-deprived and hoped it helped knock him out early before he had to make serious decisions.

"Are you here to comfort me or piss me off?" Stephano asked. 

Desmond didn't know what specifically had put the monarch in such a sour mood, but he was willing to talk him through it. He was there to search for information anyway. 

"Whatever you need, I'll be that," Desmond said. 

Stephano motioned for the other man to sit in the chair next to him.