Please Be Patient Grand Duke Novels & Stories

"[Just like I said before, you must be one of my fans in the past. Duh! I really want to sing and dancing like the old times! But if I do, they think I'm doing some magic rituals. Isn't it terrible?]" "[Well, I have nothing to say.]" "[Oh! Come on! Don't you want to revive the popularity of K-pop? Let's do something! You are Duke's daughter, after all. There is nothing you can't do.]" "[But, I'm busy. Do you know about South Island? Currently, I am living there to bring prosperity to them.]" He clicked his tongue and sneered, "Do you mean that barren island? [You are wasting your time.]"

“Ah, Duke Alexander is also here,” Alessandra said as she glanced at the duke who was standing behind her. “The heir of the North Maximillan duchy greets you.” “It is indeed good to see you, Young Duchess,” Alexander said while glancing at Hayden, who was surprised to see them talking casually even though it was the first time the young duchess visited the Terrence duchy. “Is the young duchess here to spend time with her fiancé? If so, then I will gladly leave you two alone.”

At the sofa directly facing my desk, sat the Duke of Leviathan, holding a cup of tea as he laughed another round. He was so big and bulky that he was occupying the whole sofa itself. Adjacent to him was a solo sofa chair, there sat Drew who seemed to be sharing some things with the Duke and laughed equally. Once my step echoed through the room, only then did they stop laughing and looked at my direction. “Good morning, Duke Ruther of Leviathan. And to my cousin.” I greeted with formality and confidence as I bowed my head to the Duke of Leviathan. Aside from the fact that he was a lot older than me, his dukedom was also a lot older than mine so, respect is a must.

Maverick's mother said, "I suggest we postpone this conversation until everyone has a clear mind. This kind of conversation is one that shouldn't be rushed." The Grand Duke of Higsnesia inclined his head towards us as he said, "I apologize for not considering your condition. We shall postpone this conversation until after you have recovered from your ordeal." Then he motioned to one of his knights and said, "Ask the servants to prepare rooms for them." "As you wish, your grace," the knight said before leaving the room. He turned his attention back to us and said, "Take all the time you need." 'I can't tell if he's delusional or not. Does he really expect to stay?'

"But if The Great Sun wishes to save the life of his prized subordinate, he must come here and deliver his apology to us.” The Grand Duke was not deterred in the slightest. Assassination attempts targeted at him were certainly nothing new. However, it was now time for the silver-haired man to make all the tables turn.

Upon hearing that, Ian Frankston, the president’s eldest son, was prompted to reply, “She seems familiar… Allow me to double-check.” Following that, he headed out… and when he saw Xavia’s face, he smiled and said, “Ah, Miss Lockhart! What brings you here?” …This man knew her? That aside, this tall man’s eyes… There was something about them that screamed righteousness. It gave off the impression that he was all about seeking justice, and that alone was enough to make Xavia feel safe. Shaking the thought off, she then asked, “…You are?” “Hmm? Oh, I’m the Grand Duke! Grandma has shown your picture to everyone in the family, and she kept insisting that we repay your favor whenever we met you. Wi

"What is it?" "Lady Moreau sent a letter, asking when you will be joining her." Damian sighed. "I cannot go today or tomorrow. Grandmother is visiting. Tell her that." "Yes, Master," Steven bowed, preparing to leave. "Wait," Damian called. "Steven." "Yes, Master?" "Call the doctor. Have him examine the Duchess."

He explained and I was surprised at the fact that he said sorry, he actually said sorry. "Okay, but nothing more than three days" We finally got to the palace late at night and the beauty of the place got my jaw dropping. This place is majestic. We entered and we were introduced to his cousins and relatives. "Thank you for coming along with our son" Richard's father, the king, appreciated me and I was wondering how that man was able to stay married to the queen for that long. Richard look so much like him and I must confess, at his age, he's still good looking.

If ever there was a way the duke could display his wealth and power, then surely it was by this. As her head tilted back and she looked up the ivy covered walls towering above, she absently straightened her cravat and tried to smooth her hair. Sheldon's polite cough brought her back to the present, and she flushed. "I believe his grace is waiting upon your arrival, my lord," Sheldon said. "Oh. Sorry. I Thought he might be in bed. Isn't he too old to be up this late?" Sheldon blinked with surprise. "Ah, I really couldn't say, my lord. His grace is known to keep odd hours."

"Well, yes. That's for a human's perspective. But for us-a noble or a mythical creature as what human history says-it's natural. We can live for millennia and tens and hundreds of it, not aging. We can even enter eternal slumber if we want to. "But that's not always the case. Sometimes, one can enter a force eternal sleep if they committed a crime that is too grave beyond comprehension and the risk being known to the world is high or they took offense to the humankind that we're supposed to take care." -Cassielle Elise D. Dairen, the daughter of the duke, Clyde Estreno D. Dairen. The unknown duchess.