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The Duke's Fraudulent Lover

Leticia whose been living her life quietly in the outskirts of the Kingdom of Otis, met a bloodied man lying on her lawn in the middle of the night. Deciding to save the man whose identity is still unknown, Leticia did the bare minimum aid and determined to let him go when he gets better. 'Well... I mean, I can't afford to help and sheltered an unknown man when I want to get married, right?!' But what's this? Why are you not leaving? And why are you so good at doing household chores?! And you know how to cook too?! You're making me hesitate to let you go! *** The rumored notorious Duke Hugh Naville decided to stay quiet and enjoy the life he has with Leticia until knights came and begged him to go back as his marriage candidates lined up to meet him, plotted for political purposes of the Queen. Thinking that the Queen shouldn't have his way with his life, Duke Hugh saw Leticia as the best option. "Leticia... Will you become my lover?" "Huh? Why would I do that?!" The response from Leticia made Duke Hugh smile. He became sure that she's the only answer to his crisis. "I want you to become my fake lover..." - But what will happen when suddenly Leticia had a glimpsed of her future and one of those is her life hanging in a thread? 'I should leave before I can, right?' *** This work will be participating in Webnovel Spirity Awards Spring 2021 P.S. Photo not mine. Credit to the owner.

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BIRTHDAY

The winter in the Duke's mansion had simply passed by. There wasn't anything to celebrate unlike on earth where they spend Christmas.

So, Leticia would just simply spend her time with them like usual.

And like what Hugh said, she didn't attend any tea parties and just exchanged letters with the ladies, which are Lady Josephine and the Princess.

One of the few things that she was busy with herself was exchanging wooden swords with her stepmother on the training arena next to the training ground of the knights.

The thick walls reverberated with sounds of clashes that came from the center of the training arena.

The knights already finished their training and so, only Countess Lauren and Leticia are using it in the afternoon.

"Leticia! Pick up the sword again!" Countess Lauren screamed.

Leticia groans. She's been meeting the cold ground a few times now and the culprit is her stepmother, Countess Lauren.