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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
Không đủ số lượng người đọc
310 Chs

Life Changing Decision

A room made entirely for him. At least that's what it felt like as Quinn walked through the large doors of the library and was met with the smell of books and old wood. 

Bookshelves made of dark wood and finely carved to suit a duke reached for the sky with points at the top similarly to the mountains that towered over the very castle he was inside. There were comfortable, worn couches in front of a fireplace and a few longer tables where one could get work done if they were there for business rather than pleasure.

There was a candelabra on a table and Quinn lit up one of the candles with his offensive magic so he could take it through the bookshelves and see if anything caught his eye. 

Wondering what sort of books the duke and duchess liked to read, Quinn was disappointed when he couldn't find dust that would indicate higher traffic areas on the shelves. The house staff of the estate were well-trained to keep secrets like that from anyone.