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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 · ファンタジー
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Every Emotion All at Once

Leonor's hands began shaking at the evidence in front of her.

"Excuse me, sir," she requested, trying to keep her voice from trembling. "You said these were the duke's items?" 

"Yes, your grace," he said. "He told us to pay special attention to items that meant so much to him during the long years at battle." 

"Very good," she managed. "Please, excuse me."

Trembling, she folded up the cloak and held it to her chest as she escaped the gaze of her husband's men.

She stumbled up the stone stairs and into the front of the estate. Gideon, who walked out of the large front entrance, asked if something was the matter and Leonor shook her head.

"I- I just feel a bit sick," she admitted, clutching the cloak more tightly. "Please, let me rest for a while. I would like to be left alone."