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Married to the Demon God

[Mature Content!] In a world where power and wealth dictated one's fate, Eliana was born into a life of poverty, the daughter of a humble villager. Tragedy struck early when her mother passed away at just six years old, leaving a void that was quickly filled by her father's new wife-a ruthless duchess from the village. The duchess brought with her four children of her own: one son and three daughters, all spoiled and cruel. They despised Eliana for her destitute roots, treating her as little more than a burden. Her father, once a loving man, turned a blind eye to her suffering at the hands of her stepfamily, becoming a mere shadow of the protector she once knew. The years passed unforgivingly, and by eighteen, Eliana had been reduced to a servant in her own home, subject to the whims and cruelties of her stepmother and step-siblings. Seeing no further use for the girl, the duchess arranged a marriage to a reclusive duke from a neighboring town. The duke, an eccentric man needing a wife merely to uphold appearances, accepted the arrangement without a second thought. Little did the scheming duchess know the dark truth behind the man she so eagerly married off her stepdaughter to. The so-called duke was no mere nobleman; he was the Demon God himself, a being of unimaginable power who ruled over all creation. Feared by mortals and deities alike, his true nature was hidden behind the guise of a simple lord, using his estate as a place of respite from the burdens of his eternal dominion.

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Farewell to Familiarity

The weight of Sebastian's words hung heavy in the air, a tangible reminder of the urgency that now defined their lives. Eliana watched as he strode from the room, his broad shoulders radiating an aura of command that belied his tender moments from just minutes before. A whirlwind of emotions swirled within her: excitement, fear, love, and a deep-seated longing for the familiar comforts of Ravenwood she was about to leave behind.

Lydia's gentle knock broke through her reverie, and the maid entered with a comforting smile. "My lady," she said, her voice soft, "let's get you ready for the journey."

Eliana nodded, her resolve hardening. She wouldn't let her anxieties consume her. She would be strong, for Sebastian, for herself. "What should I pack?" she asked, her voice steadier than she felt.