I Regressed As The Duke Wiki Novels & Stories

Because of this terrible thing, did you regret marrying me Ah! I regret it very much! "Snow Cecy deliberately looked up and glared at him," I don't even want to Every time she go out, she would be pointed at. how Duke Chris lived through the first half of his life, even though he was a Duke, but he made his reputation into such a virtue. Father is very indecisive, but it's not his expectation that things have evolved to this point. He must have wished it hadn't happened... "Terrence Edmin said with a calm and serious expression.

Tate chuckled and confessed, “I just never pictured that duke to have it in him to be anywhere near a child.” “Well, none of us did,” Xandar admitted as they glanced at Greg. The duke was now being more careful with Reida’s prying fingers as he mumbled under his breath, “You’re not as boring as the Blackfurs, are you, princess? On the outside, you have a dull, Blackfur-resembling face. On the inside, you’re just like your mother, seemingly harmless but dangerous. And it’s a good thing. You know why? Because we don’t want you ending up dim and slow now, do we?” And Greg went on talking to Reida despite knowing that she couldn’t understand a single word he was saying.

Not long after he finished his battle the shameless Duke made Emma sat on his lap again, not minding her embarrassed face. "He beat me to it again," Elton could only sigh and give up, but he looked again at the man with red hair, "Did you really fight to your best?" "… I tried my best tricks, Lord Elton," Regulus bowed but indeed, he contained his powers. The Duke's men had already told him about the secret army the Duke was creating, and he was chosen as one of the new members. They also told him that it was not wise to expose his powers that early.

The Elders of the High Council sat in their semi-circle, their faces hard but I could sense their judgement and fear. In the center of the room stood Duke Valerius, Elara’s father, his face a furious red. "Finally," Valerius spat, his voice trembling with rage. "The King deigns to descend from his tower while my daughter lies in the infirmary, unable to utter a single sound! Her throat is dried up, your majesty!” His voice was full of spite. “The healers say her vocal cords are perfectly intact, yet she is silent. Maliciously silent. Do I not deserve to feel grieved?"

However, they could not care less and turned their heads away from him, as if he did not exist there. Alexander "....." Did they just ignore him like that? How could they!? He is the Duke of Iquarayon for God's sake! How could these two not show him a bit of respect!? His frown deepened when he noticed Leonor's position carefully and immediately bending down he picked him up from her belly.

After everything I had done, everything that the sisters worked, I thought I had humiliated their loyalty, their efforts wasted. Now, I had to see how to fix this. Bending down, I settled my hands on his shoulders when I heard Father shout, “What is happening here!” I froze from his scream, yet here is where Irvan rose. His face had changed into one of pure pain, “she had tried her hardest to please you, yet no matter what she would do, you still have no heart for my fated mate. It seems the deals to make with our enemies will have to be given back and end our marriage as your parents wished it. But know this means the supper of the Dukes will reside with me. After all, I had found my mate;

Duke Essandor had more grey hairs than he did a few months ago. Understanding how much he paled in comparison to the Universe was a cruel blow. Though he didn’t whimper for long, his constant pushing to reach the heights above had taken a toll on him. Currently he was an Above Mortal Realm Wielder. It was good progress in just six months. But the Duke wanted more. For he understood how feeble he was in comparison to the gods. And he wanted to be able to hold his fate in his own hand the next time a storm struck. Alas, this was the next trial and it had come too soon. For he was nowhere near strong enough to stop anything that was happening.

The old mistress puckered her brows and wanted to assure if she had heard things right. “I heard the old master called him Duke of… Hmnn, what was it again?” Lili scrunched her brows and thought for a moment. “…Duke of Avalon. Yes, that’s it. The old master called him Duke of Avalon. It seemed like he wasn’t from Antacast and was some foreign nobility. The old master told me that he was some dangerous man. Do you know anything about him, old mistress?”

Suddenly, a beautifully refined middle-aged woman appeared out of nowhere. It must be the wife of the Reigns, Ophelia Reign, mother of Olivia, Duke thought. “Mrs. Reign, good day!” his father greets the woman. “Good day to you too, Mr. Crezford,” she greets back in her most welcoming voice. “To you too, Duke.” “Hello, ma’am,” Duke says. “Oh Duke!” she calls out in her playful voice. “You need not to call me ma’am, or Charles sir. We’re going to be family soon! Just call us mother and father.”

Roman said, taking a sip. Alessio stared at him. “Are you sure it’s worth it?” “I need the manpower. If my grandfather doesn’t name me as heir, I’ll carve my own path to the throne. One way or another, I’ll make sure I’m the last man standing.” Alessio gave him a long look, then turned toward the door. “She’s ready to leave.” Roman didn’t look up. “Send her in, and close the door while you exit.” "I need to talk to her.."