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Saved By The Mad Duke

Aideen Ruan, though a royal princess, was always unwanted due to the circumstances of her birth. Born blind to a hostage concubine, she possessed an intriguing beauty; however, her disability rendered her utterly useless to the royal family. Even when the struggling Count Crueder reluctantly agreed to take Aideen as his wife to secure the royal dowry, her life failed to improve. A year into their marriage, Aideen's inability to produce an heir sealed her fate. The princess was destined for exile to the Temple, consigned to spend the remainder of her days in isolation and abandonment. Contrary to her anticipations, instead of the Temple, Aideen found herself within the cold walls of Duke Tillian Valentine's castle. Duke Valentine, the last scion of the once-revered Valentine family that ruled the Kingdom before the "Fratricide Rebellion", now presided over the desolate Northern lands. Faced with fear and confusion, Aideen expected her life to perpetuate its cycle of misery, only to discover that Duke Valentine might hold the key to a new opportunity, a chance at a life she had never envisioned. "You bewitched my body and soul. Put an intoxicating spell on me, shackled my heart to yours with your magic. If I could exchange my eyesight with you, I would do it just to make you see what a man dying from love looks like."

yoojee · แฟนตาซี
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Aideen?

As Beatrice's fingers laced up the elegant corset, Aideen could not help but quietly gasp every time the woman's gloved hands touched her bare skin. The pleasant feeling of the dress's fine fabric was already overwhelming enough, but the shop assistant's gentle care added to the mix of such overflowing sensations.

Certainly, the maids, including the kind and warm Bella, had helped the princess dress up before, but this time, it was entirely different.

It was the very first time Aideen Ruan tried on a wedding dress.

Even when she married Count Constantine Crueder, she did not have a wedding. She was practically sold to him, thrown into his greedy hands like a piece of meat. Flawed meat, as his maids liked to refer to her whenever the topic of the poor blind princess was brought up in his mansion.