Adventure Time Duke 소설 & 이야기

He brushed Aira's hand away without a single change in his expression. "The only man Aira knows is you." “Should I introduce you to my friends? Perhaps one of them might be interested in you.” Aira’s brow furrowed. She looked annoyed, but still tried to act sweet and innocent. “Why do that when the man I want is right here?” “Do you like ghosts? I don't see anyone.” “Duke… why are you pretending like this?” Derrick quickly finished the rest of the drink in one gulp. His face winced briefly at the sting of bitter lemon clashing harshly with the sweetness of honey in his throat. A soothing warmth gradually spread to his stomach, yet the churning disgust remained in his chest.

I shouldn’t. The Duke returned dressed as a moth again. I grinned seeing him fighting by my side. Did he decide to help me? I forgot he was a hero for the redcursed, having the power to calm down their curses. “You said it would be the last time we saw each other, yet, here you are in flesh and blood,” I chuckled. “I thought so too. What are you doing here?” “Hunting!”

“Lord, how forgetful of you. You caught those bunch after they tried to claim a part of your territory as theirs. Their parents just paid a big ransom for them just a month ago. They’re now free as doves.” “So they’re our friends.” Lucas smiled back. “Yes, Lord Duke. They are f*cking adorable friends that gave us free money.” “The bastards dared to venture deep into my territory without my permission and they’re doing it again.” The duke shook his head as the stupid bunch tried to flirt with the mysterious lady. His gaze sharpened further after seeing that a few were already getting too physical. “Lucas, what should I do?” “Greet them my liege?”

"It's amazing how you consider the worst of me, when you don't even know me. Had you let me in the first time...you would know you let our mate in right into the dragon's den." "Stop saying that word!" I growled and hurled myself at him. He kicked me off him and this time I fell down all the way to the river bank below. The ground beneath me cracked and only left a few scratches that healed instantly. I roared as my nails extended and canines came out. Duke removed his cloak and came down landing with a loud thud on his feet. Tattoo like markings covered his body and his eyes turned crimson. They looked red just like mine.

I glanced at Caesar who was staring at us intently then glanced back to Duke. “Are you certain?” Duke shrugged again “He won’t kill me will he?” Duke directed to Caesar and the vampire snorted “A few pints is hardly enough to put a big, strong wolf like you down. Isn’t it?” Duke looked suspicious but nodded and after a moment’s hesitation, I nodded my agreement as well.

--- Seraphina's POV "Your Highness, more news from the capital." My head housekeeper delivered the report in my sun-drenched seaside villa. "Duke Alistair and his son are dead. They say it was the backlash from a dark ritual." I sat in a white wicker chair, the sea breeze soft on my face. My cheeks were rosy. My body was healthy. It was as if I had never been sick at all. When my heart had stopped, I thought I would go straight to heaven.

Still she had to sit. Biting her lip once again she glanced around as she was called a few minutes later, this time when she walked into the same cabin, there was yet another person sitting. She could not pinpoint his age because of his heavy body but with the hair, she could say he was somewhere around 29 perhaps. And then her eyes met his again, the same brown stealing her breath again. ‘Nope, don’t go down that line, Maya,’ yes she had named her inner self as Maya.

I stood at the side of the hall waiting for this pretense to start and finally, they announced the name of my mother and lastly my father. "Enters Duke Blanche" At the mention of his voice the door opened and he entered full of pride. Little did they know that the duke that they respected so much was a monster. "I am truly thankful for all of you who made time to come here to celebrate my youngest daughter's birthday. I won't take too much of your time let this party begin, enjoy everyone" My father announced like he was someone who cared for his daughter.

My best friend and I. A witch and a Fae from Whisperwood. I have the blood of a Seer. My three rune bones can see a kingdom's rise and fall. She's a gold-touched Fae. Born to attract wealth. One roll of the dice in a goblin casino, and she'd empty their vault. When we were eighteen, we found a disgraced Grand Duke in the capital's slums. His stepmother had thrown him out. We saved him. She amassed his gold. I spun his fate. We helped him claw his way back to the capital. He took back his land. His scepter. The first thing he did? He asked my best friend to marry him. They had a son. A gifted heir. I grew tired of the noble squabbles. I went back to my hidden cottage in the woods. Ten years l

I was the one to come up with those conditions. He sighed. ‘That promise cannot be broken.’ The duke tried to read the paper again, but the image of Magnolia’s scars was too vivid to push away. He frowned. ‘There were so many.’ He wondered how painful they were when they were inflicted on her, and who dared hurt her. Suddenly, Daniel found himself fuming. His lust for killing was fully awake. ‘I would love to rip apart every limb of whoever laid hands on her.’ His hand trembled. “Henry.” He looked at his assistant who stiffened as soon as his eyes met the chilling gaze of the duke. “I need you to take care of something for me.” His voice was frosty and threatening. “Of course, Your Grace.”