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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 · Kỳ huyễn
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Just Like Old Times

Before Leonor, for as long as Quinn could remember he avoided the touch of others as if they may give him an ancient plague. He was unaffectionate with and unaffected by others which was the way he preferred to live his life. 

The only two people to get through his defenses were Leonor and Stephano—although it was lucky Stephano wasn't an affectionate person either or their relationship would have soured long in the past.

There was one point in Quinn and Leonor's relationship where he finally accepted her touch, realizing that was just the sort of affectionate person she was. She meant nothing by it other than friendship and he never thought of it any more than that. 

That's why, when Leonor lifted her skirts and rushed down the front steps, unassisted by the duke who was walking beside her, Quinn readily accepted her hug when she jumped at him. He used his little defensive magic to keep himself from falling over.