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Saved By The Mad Duke

[COMPLETED] 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 · Fantaisie
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Mothers, Part I

After the ceremony concluded, the bustling crowd dispersed from the greenhouse, their laughter and chatter trailing behind them as they made their way to the main dining hall. There, amidst the opulent decor arranged by thoughtful maids, awaited a feast fit for royalty—platters mounted with an array of delicious dishes and glasses brimming with wine that seemed to flow endlessly.

Every dweller of the castle received a warm invitation to partake in the festivities, where the air was filled with camaraderie and the bonds of kinship. Here, distinctions of servitude dissolved, for this night, they were not master or servant; they were simply family and friends, united in celebration.