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Vasilios was restless, it was nothing unusual. He has been in this state for quite some time, he recalled the conversation with the king sometime back. "Well, your grace we have arranged for your tribute." Vasilios raised his eyebrows," excellent! I hope she fulfils all the requirements, your majesty." He sensed the king bristle. "Well yes, almost, you see the Duke of Allendale has another daughter from a mistress, she is a maiden, with a Nobel blood. I was hoping if you would accept her as your tribute."

On the right, there’s Rosetta and Count Eagerton’s daughter. There’s nobody Rosetta knew, so she thinks this afternoon’s tea should be very exclusive. Because only the daughter of a nobleman with great influence is invited. “It’s good to see you here, Lady Rosetta,” said princess Sarah. That pleasing tone of voice and undulating smile had a real impact on the viewer. “I heard you got sick a few days ago,” says Crystal, daughter of Marquess Ellender. Duke's daughter, Iridesa, looked worried and said, “Is lady okay? I just carry a very great medicine for a typical female ailment.”

"Every time he sees me, he just tries to send me away. Maybe I'm not his type." The Duke, clad only in a pair of breeches, arched a brow. He seemed to be unfazed by her beauty. "Does he have a type?" "Most of the time, yes, petite, golden blonde, blue eyes... nothing out of the world." "Ugh," she scoffed, taming her raven-black hair with her fingertips. She was a stunning, full-figured woman with dark hair. Was she the Duke's type? If he preferred tall, curvy brunettes with caramel skin and brown eyes, then I clearly didn't fit the mold, not even one bit.

Letitia asked shielding her maid from the scary man's view. "I believe he would tell you himself. We should leave now if we want to enter Kerstone early." He replied instead and turned around walking ahead. "He's the Duke of Kerstone." Constance mumbled to Letitia's hearing and Mateo stopped abruptly. He sighed before he turned around to a place faced Letitia and a red faced Constance. "My lady?" He called. Letitia gulped harshly. The Duke of Kerstone? Then she was dead! "My lady?" Mateo called shaking her a little and she gasped looking up at him.

The man felt that he should replace his brother after he only had a daughter as his only offspring. Duke Morgan used the guise of going on this daring journey to make a pact with the Kingdom of Sigmund. But in truth, he only wanted to infiltrate his army to kill Princess Elle. He and Queen Melisa had made a pact together. His troops would be allowed to move freely in the Kingdom of Sigmund, as long as he killed Ariana, who was arranged to accompany them on their journey. Duke Morgan, who felt that the Alison family was indeed troublesome, naturally didn't mind the arrangement. He could make his niece look like he was kidnapped by someone else once. Getting rid of a girl who no longer had any

that made me laugh. I stared at him, with a dangerous grin on, "Mr. George, Mr. George," I repeated his name, playing with it on my tongue. "I may be on opposite political factions of my father, but I'm still his daughter! Besides, I am a Duchess, even though most people usually forget that. My dad made sure that all of his children receive a rich and strict education, especially me, because of my condition," I swift my weight from one shoulder to another. "But I still have to take care of the important matters related to the Astryn Duchy. They don't care if I'm thirteen or nine or whatever. I have had duties since I was born and I'm very responsible when it comes to them."

He uttered with so much arrogance dripping in his tone. “Let me go. Don’t do this to me, Duke.” She fought to be released, but then who was she kidding? She had no power over the Alpha of the Maplewood pack. Duke, her mate, forcefully dragged her upstairs to his bedroom and kicked the door open. He went ahead and dragged her, shoved her inside, before slamming the door shut and locking it. Before them was his king-size bed, and three beautiful women were sprawled on it. Minsi recognized all of them, but one of them stood out amongst them all. Lupa. Her childhood best friend. The most beautiful woman in their pack.

"Thank you for coming tonight. But tonight is not just a regular gala." He paused, his sharp eyes scanning the massive crowd, a proud smile forming on his lips. "Tonight, I officially introduce to all of North America my sole heir. My daughter, Aurora." The entire crowd gasped. "The Alpha King has a daughter?!" "Goddess, she is the future Alpha Queen!" Amidst the sea of shocked whispers, my father turned and reached his massive hand toward the backstage shadows. "Come out, my princess." I took a steadying breath, lifted the hem of my heavy dress, and slowly stepped out of the shadows.

“I’m sorry, my king. I do not know. We aren’t allowed inside but my guess is it isn’t something good.” “Why do you say that?” Rhode asked her. “Well, the duke had told her to forget that she is his daughter. She had not seen or heard from her father in over seven months and honestly, my lady was thriving. The moment the news of your arrival with your bride spread, he sent for her.” “I see.” “And, this bit might be gossip but lady Mary said she saw servants of the Fulher mansion wheeling out carts of broken ceramic and I’ve heard that the duke has a violent temper.”

"So you are my sister-in-law's Father. I am Jonathan. Duke's elder brother and the sole heir of the Sullivan Family. I find it surprising that Duke didn't even give you his home address. Of course, there is a reason behind it. Is his home so small and remote that it takes your breath away when you go there? Maybe Duke didn't give you his address out of shame. It was not a wise decision to marry your beloved daughter to that bastard Duke. You should have met me once before marrying your daughter to this crippled man. A beautiful girl like Lelia deserves a good man who can make her happy economically and physically. Duke is a disabled man. He can't even physically please your daughter, let alo