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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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We Can Only Keep Going

Deep breath in, deep breath out.

It felt like all Leonor had been doing was trying to occupy each moment enough that worry for Desmond didn't consume her. She thought she had lost this part of herself before, that their time together would strengthen their foundation. They would always come back together. She was his and he was hers. 

However, the thought of having to go to Burien and be in the very place where she had been hurt so badly made her want to cling to her husband. It would be so much easier to be objective if he was by her side. 

Stephano was doing what he could to stop her from leaving, but she knew she had to go. She knew that it was her duty as a daughter to return when her father was bedridden. He was the one who brought her into this world with her mother.