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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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Searching for Answers

Leonor's hands were folded neatly in her lap as she tried to contain her emotions. 

With only a few words, he had a talent of pulling her in all sorts of directions. It had been that way since she grew fond of him despite all the walls he built around himself.

Even though she knew his secret, there was still so much more to figure out. 

"I don't particularly have a list of questions, only curiosities as they appear," she admitted. "I simply want you to tell me what I don't know because I thought we had that sort of relationship before we were separated from one another." She let out a light sigh. "If we weren't separated I often wonder which step we would be on by now. Perhaps married? Would I have given you the family you dreamed of? Would we have run away together?" 

Her voice was soft and emotional. She was truly bearing her heart in a way that pointed to the familiarity they once had. It was clear she longed for closeness.