A Saint Who Was Adopted By The Grand Duke の小説・ストーリー

And to make me the heiress of that organization. But Grandpa Santino won't agree to that, Saint's father. Grandpa Santi is my Dad's friend. And Dad asked Grandpa Santi to never give me up to the mafia bosses. And he agreed even though he belonged to them. Grandpa Santi guaranteed everything was going to be alright. That I'll have a normal life just what my Daddy wanted. "Klea! We're getting late. Hurry up!" I grabbed my things and immediately followed Saint who was waiting for me and leaning on his car.

The Chiqta nodded and sat on the edge of my bed, and said with a grave face "Tacy, you have survived these three days, you should have saved your own life, the one who haunted you should have agreed to my proposal, in the future you should respect the breed that worships him, do not annoy him, we do not violate each other, in order to save your life I have made a lot of effort. I realized that after being rescued I was in a coma for three full days, and a lot happened in those three days The priest's child Ivory and those few people who went up the mountain together died, and I was lying in a hole with them, My father almost prepared a coffin for me too. My father said I kept a life because

She paused, picked up a muffin and had a bite before continuing. "I was stunned for a moment, but having a family sounds nice, so being a child who only knows how to beg on the streets, I agreed to his offer and became the first daughter of a ducal family. The Duke and his wife already had a daughter who was 3 years younger than me, I was 10 and she was 7. At first, I thought I was going to take care of her, that's why the Duke adopted me, but I was wrong.

We were both in shock, and I quickly pulled away. "I'm sorry, it's just that no one here knows who I am and I'd like it to stay that way," I said, embarrassed by my impulsive attitude. The Grand Duke just smiled and ran his hand through his hair. "I see what you mean, miss." His playful tone made my heart race. "I'm also just here as a man who wants to make a difference in these people's lives." I had heard stories about the ruthless Grand Duke and his unbeatable army, which sparked my interest in studying his brilliant military tactics. Discovering that he was a skilled swordsman who also helped those in need only increased my admiration for him.

I added. My mother looked at us as she let out a deep sigh. “You know that your grandfather is a perfectionist, right?” I nodded. “He was the one who took care of Dielo’s parents since he was the oldest. But then, they died in a car accident. Dielo is an only son, just like me, and my father decided to adopt him, not in name, but physically. He grew up with me, but we stayed regarding each other as cousins.”

He groaned and dug his nails inside his chest as the poison resided inside his body. She looked up, nose in the air. “Oh… suicide?” Her voice turned high-pitched, suddenly highly interested. “This is interesting.” “Master?” Then, he heard another voice. This time, it was a male. It was a wolf. Wearing a protective mask. Nonetheless, he knew about this wolf. He was the isolated grand duke of the wolf tribe, an adopted child of the king lion. If so, this girl was the rumored girl. The girl who was recognized by The Unknown.

Seeing him shaking a little, she couldn't help but stretch out her hand to help, "Sir..." "I'm fine!" The duke wouldn't just fall down like this. He sighed heavily and sat on the sofa slowly, looking at the photo in his hand with some nostalgia! "When I was young, I adopted a lot of children, but she was the smartest one. She became a top designer at a young age and she was so talented!" "Unfortunately, she fell ill and died before her child grew up, and even Coco disappeared..." "The moment I saw you, it was like seeing her when she was young. What's more, I checked, and you are also a very good designer..."

She was impatient to hear what the servant had to say. "I heard that the Grand Duke sent a proposal to Miss Regina," Pio said, her face beaming with excitement. Pio was already imagining the rewards Elisabet used to give her for completing tasks—whether it was finding red grass or disposing of evidence. Pio believed that as long as she pleased her mistress, she would be rewarded with gold coins or other valuables. "Grand Duke Hertia Mertian?" Elisabet raised one eyebrow. Pio nodded vigorously. Elisabet burst out laughing, mocking the idea of her child being proposed to by someone notoriously impotent.

As a Prince who was educated in manners from a young age, he was a little uncomfortable with the way Ezra carried herself. But considering his own father had an outspoken attitude with unique views and a more efficient government style, Ezekiel slowly got used to it. Maybe his father liked Ezra for her outspoken attitude. Maybe his father was attracted to her because he saw Ezra had the ability to see things from a different angle than Ezekiel. Ezekiel had been looking into Ezra, and he had found some unexpected things. Since childhood, Ezra was a talented Saintess. She who was born into a branch family was then adopted by the Beryl main family because of her talent… However, her position as

Her eyes remained fixed on Kaelus’s broad back as he walked away. She had not expected the Grand Duke—famed for his stubbornness and for never bowing even to imperial decrees—to yield so easily to a single sentence from the Holy Leader. “I briefly thought he had abducted you, My Lady,” the Pontifex remarked. “On the contrary, Your Holiness. It was my own choice to follow the Grand Duke." “I know, My Lady. That stubborn boy who always puts others before himself has finally obtained what he desired. I hope the same for you.”