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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 · Fantasía
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Resting

Guilt ate away at Desmond more and more throughout the day. It became especially biting when Leonor walked alongside him and he realized just how stiff she was from her training the day before and his insatiable nature combined. 

They greeted their help as they took their cloaks and put them away to warm up and be fresh for them when they returned to the palace for dinner that evening. 

As they walked down the hallway, Leonor went slowly. The closer they got to the bottom of the grand staircase, the more dread filled her heart. Her low pain tolerance combined with how she was feeling wasn't going to be a pretty sight for Desmond to witness. He felt too bad for things that she had done to herself. 

It wasn't he who forced her to push herself past her limit the day before anyway.