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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 · Fantaisie
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Her First Request

The day the duke and duchess returned from their week's worth of travel from Burien to Montclair was a breath of fresh air for Desmond. 

While he didn't remove his bandages right away, he could finally let down his guard at least somewhat. The staff of his estate were used to his appearance. Anyone who shrank away at the sight of him had been let go long before. 

If there was one place he wanted to be comfortable, it was his home. While he was mostly understanding, that was where he drew the line. 

Considering the pile of work that needed to be done at his desk, there were many letters to send out. Most people he had to communicate with were within his duchy so sending a messenger to deliver the letters was enough. However, there were a few that required a messenger hawk. 

By the time he sent off his third letter after his return, he expected nothing strange until he heard the frantic squawking of a hawk.