Please Be Patient Grand Duke Novels & Stories

Lianne Ronnenburgh and the third Prince, Russel Heilsonne's relationship will truly have a big impact on all nobles. "…I just don't understand, how will someone's relationship affect a lot of other people? Can't they just mind their own business?" Said Louie Ronnenburgh, the third son of the Grand Duke and twin brother of Lianne Ronnenburgh. "You clearly don't understand how politics works, so stick your nose out of it. Just enjoy the food and the ball or something." Said coldly by the first son of the Grand Duke, Leandro Ronnenburgh I. He is too busy to deal with his younger brother with all the paperworks infront of him.

If James said that Ariana was great, it meant that the girl was really so great that her abilities were recognized directly by the man. “I also feel the same way. My naughty granddaughter has really made me very proud of her achievements these past years.” When Duke Andrew spoke again, his lips involuntarily revealed a small smile that came from the bottom of his heart. Duke Andrew tried to recall his granddaughter's face before he raised his bloodied sword again. “Because of her, the Kingdom of Sigmund will be ruled by a better king. I was actually thinking of officially stepping down from my position after the war ended. Spending my time touring the continent seems good too. What do you th

"Thank you so much, Sir! I will be sure to return--" "Your Grace." He corrected me. "Huh?" "Have you been living under a rock?" The Duke? As his carriage whizzed past me, blood flooded my cheeks as the realization dawned. In my dazed stupor, I had managed to miss the most crucial detail. He was handsome, yes, far more captivating than the simpering Campbell princes. He didn't need the ostentatious gold armor of fairytales; he carried himself with an air of quiet power.

One time, he raised a plan of burning the forest along with the dead in it, yet met great resistance from Marcus and other senior officers; the wrath of nature must not be taken lightly, they reasoned. “Go report to the king of what is happening here, lad.” Said a man approaching from behind. The man had a long scar on his closed right eye, and a mustache reaching both his pale cheeks. He clapped Norman’s shoulder then sat steadily on a wooden log right in front of Norman, saying, “I’ll hold the undead here while you must bring reinforcements from the capital.” “I never knew a duke can be ordered by a man lower than him.” Norman joked, having no malice in his words. He took off his helm and

She hesitated briefly, considering waiting for a better time, but her determination won out. "What is it?" the grand duke asked, setting down his pen and looking up at Elen. "Do you need something?" Elen, feeling a mix of nerves and conviction, replied, "Are you busy, grand duke?" "A bit," the grand duke conceded. "Sit here." Taking a seat close to the grand duke's table, Elen took a deep breath. "I have something to give you, grand duke." "What is it?" the grand duke inquired, his gaze fixed on Elen.

His expression softened as he patted my head gently. "It will only last for a while. I'll be back as soon as possible. And you don't have to worry about me. It's just subduing a small country. As much as I hate to admit it, the grand duke is an excellent swordsman. So with both of us present, it'll be a safe war." "A safe war?" I chuckled. "Don't talk about something as non existent as hot ice. There's no such a thing like a safe war."

Audelia smiled sweetly but there was no mirth in her eyes, "I know you adore me so much but please don't exaggerate too much." Rugbert pouted slightly, "I didn't exaggerate, mon.." he muttered in sulky tone, "...It's the truth, mon.." "......" Audelia stared at the man who supposed to be the mighty Grand Duke with flat eyes. 'Don't use 'Mon' at the end of your words!' 'Are you a little kid?!' 'Huh?! Are you?!' 'Try remembering that you are a Grand Duke, for God sake!' 'Have some dignity!'

“Well, is there anything else your grace would like to discuss with me?” “There is in fact one request I would like to make. Since my lord is already my father-in-law, I would like your help in my future endeavors. If the head is unstable, the body would suffer too, no? I would like my lord to help in correcting the head” “.......I would pretend I didn’t hear that” “There is a lot for my lord to gain, like the treasure trove that is the southwest. I’m sure you must be aware of how much it generates each year. The seat of the only grand duke of the empire can also go to you”

The grand duke smiled obsequiously, arousing a sense of unease in the helper. Apart from the royal family members, the grand duke held the highest position in their country. Despite his status, the grand duke still showed great respect toward this foreign man. Who could this man be? “Grand Duke, His Majesty Arthur and the others are waiting for you in the banquet hall.” The helper led the way as he guided them through the palace. The palace was huge, and it took them ten minutes to reach the banquet hall. “Greetings, Your Majesties and Your Highnesses.”

Gray said, while kneeling. “Rise… if Clementine told me not to be mad at you, then I won’t be mad,” Lucas said, then sir. Gray stood up and stood behind Lucas’ seat. “I am curious as to why the Grand Duke of the Northern Westernian Empire is so eager to know who the guild master was?” I asked as I drank my tea. “All we know is that he wants to make a deal with you personally, that's why he’s so fixated on finding you,” Lucas replied.