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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 · แฟนตาซี
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Festival Preparations

Leonor learned the value of long nights.

She, King Stephano, and Desmond got into transforming Piedmont into something worthy of tourists and a festival, she understood how easy it was to stay up late when you were busy with something. 

A few times in her Academy years, she stayed up late to study. There was no forcing herself awake as they prepared the festival.

They would be so busy that she didn't realize how late it was until they stepped back from their tasks and saw the world had been overtaken by darkness.

Leonor was more useful to the organizers than she originally realized. Since all authority figures were men, they thought a woman's touch was necessary for decorations. Considering she was the duchess, they figured she was more than qualified.

Leonor thought of flowers when she thought of spring, so that was the theme they went with.