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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…

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Celebrating with a Drink

King Stephano didn't have much to say as he stood at the edge of the deck once the duke and duchess took their seats in the shade. All he had to do was raise a mug full of sweet, early-season ale and the people cheered so loudly Leonor had to put a hand over her heart.

"To say that the people like drinking is an understatement," Leonor said. "I worry the merchants who brought barrels will run out of supplies before the sun sets."

"If they know Montclair, they'll know better," Desmond responded quietly. 

"And if they don't, they'll have to try again next year," Stephano said from the other side of the table. 

With the balcony around the deck and the table they sat at being high, the three could watch the action happening below them fairly easily.