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I do not have the stamina to wield both weapons for long, and I am exhausted by the time I return to the castle with the Duke after midday. I arrive at the Duke's bedroom with a pitcher of clean water when I discover the Duke and his mistress are making up for the day before. Both were in a heated embrace, and I do not want to witness anything further. I silently close the door, leaving the pitcher on the office desk. The scene should not bother me, but it does. I need a distraction. I sit on the ground outside of the closed office door after I grabbed the book "The Odyssey," which the Duke must have returned to his library. I am at the end of the second

Pardon me for the rush, but I can't wait to meet my future Duchess. Truly Yours, Duke Raziel Valen Donovan Duchy of Xynnar He had his signature at the end. Just like last time. But this time, she didn’t feel like vomiting in disgust. This time, she felt so excited. Vienna opened her cabinet to find the book, which is still intact. So that means she finished visiting Duke Raziel in his Rogue guild, and she hasn’t burned the book yet, and now she’ll have to meet with Duke Raziel.

Duke! "Duke, you kissed me?"

I really need to land that deal with Octavia about the land if I want this candle business to be successful. By the time that lunch came, Nikos entered the office with my meal as well as a tray of another letter. “Milady,” he called my attention and presented the letter, “a letter from the Leviathan Dukedom. It seemed to be a personal letter from Duke Ruther.” I observed the letter and it was indeed from Duke Ruther himself. By how did he get to get home so fast? Maybe he rode a stallion and not a carriage since he was known to be the man who likes fast things. Or maybe he was still at the capital of the kingdom for some other business. No matter, there is no merit if I keep on assuming thin

Duke stands up and opens his pants, releasing his erection. “Can I taste it?” Ada asks, whining. Duke remembers his mother and smirks. “Not a chance in hell,” he says as he shoves his dick inside her. He holds her throat as he thrusts, slightly cutting off her air supply. “He will never do this to you. I’m the only dick you will ever ride.” “Duke, your dick is amazing,” Ada moans, unable to lie. Her body is firing all her nerves. She can’t

"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.

Hold on, my love, I am coming for you, Aiden thought as he was riding his stallion and went after his future bride. ***** I was smiling at the person that was sitting in front of me. Duke Henderson was the crown prince from Zirconia, a little country on the south of Niapachad Island. He just arrived yesterday and I greeted him just in time when I arrived from Grea to Royal Molftus. And right now, we’re having breakfast with Niklaus, my cousin, acting as our chaperone. “So, Prince Duke—” “Please, call me Duke, Your Majesty,” he said as he was looking at me with his peculiar maroon eyes. I smiled before I dabbed my mouth as well.

"I am sorry for suddenly calling you onto our duchy but I hope you understand how dangerous our plight is." Duke Hugin said solemnly. You also understand how dangerous your plight is so why are you asking underage children to deal with it? I'm very dissatisfied with this duke. He's making it sound like we're doing something so noble when he forced us to do this. Are we just supposed to go because he called us? I'm from a ducal family too. Annoying old man.

Duke inhaled slowly, chest rising with a trembling breath that didn’t match the confident groom he was trying to be. When the priest's eyes locked on Rose, he nodded gently, smiling that soft, ceremonial smile. “You may begin your vow.” Duke turned toward Rose since she kept silent. He exhaled shakily. And his voice- God. It was soft. Gentle. Almost trembling. “I… Duke Sallow… vow to love you with all that I am,” he said quietly.