Ridley Duchannes Novels & Stories

When she let Roxy open the door, she was greeted by the sight of the duke, staring at her. The duke offered his hand to the lady, smirking underneath his mask. "Are you ready, Estelle?" Accepting his hand, Lady Vienna's lips formed into a smirk too, "Yes, let's give it our best, Raziel." ** "Announcing the arrival of Duke Raziel Valen Donovan of the Duchy of Xynnar, with her lady, Lady Vienna Estelle Thaleia Xaviera of the Duchy of Creneia." Holding the hand of lady Vienna, Duke Donovan took a step and they entered the palace.

Ironclad: That’s a name I haven’t heard in a long time. The Duchess: Any ideas on where I might find him? Ironclad: Him, not exactly. His partner, yes. The Duchess: Who am I looking for? Ironclad: Her name is Justine Campbell. As far as I know, she isn’t associated with any clubs, she’s just a civilian. The Duchess: Thanks, Ironclad. I owe you one. Ironclad: No problem, Duchess. Once this is over, I’d love to look at a treaty between the Valkyrie and the Gearless Knights if you’re willing.

He's a male lead for a reason I platered an awkward smile as she finished her breathe taking explanation I can sense a great excitement as she speak continuosly, just like me when I was still a teenager in my past life "Next is the heir of the Acuesna duchy, Sir Riley Acuesna. He's not currently at the capital but he'll be back before your debutante' starts. And just like sir Calix, he's also a genius knight. I believe he is fitted to be your highness's partner" Yes. Riley is a fine young man just like Calix and it's really awkward to talk about my friends but of course, I still smiled at her

A bitter taste filled her mouth and she swallowed roughly. “Well, he’s been playing with the idea of a Kralidis-Mylonas merger for the past year,” Dillon Etheridge continued, oblivious to her unnatural stillness. “Mylonas?” she interrupted. “Galàtheia Mylonas,” Dillon added. “The shipping heiress.” That didn’t narrow it down much for Dea. She frantically searched her memory until she remembered the quiet woman who played the piano with precision but no passion. Jealousy coiled around her heart and squeezed so hard that she wanted to double over.

The guest already arrived consisting of the Duchess Magrette and daughters. They already introduced themselves. Rosie Eden the dukes first daughter who has a dark sea blue eyes but had an air of arrogance around her. Maybe she felt that vida and Katie aren't a strong competition. She didn't even return the greeting's of Katie. Cathy Eden she also has a snobbish air, her brown chocolate eyes are a little catchy though Magrette Eden the mother, she kind of looks down on people vida noticed but didn't say anything. " Greetings Your highness" she gave a Curt bow to Alexander, her actions urging the girls to do so.

“And now…?” “Now she’s Doctor Rosa. The one who brought the Duchess back from the brink of death eight months ago. The same Duchess we declared beyond saving.” Harlow gave a bitter laugh. “And she returned with two children, twins, three and a half. Little miracles with eyes like the Duke’s. Everyone noticed. No one dared say it out loud.”

"Well, stop staring then. I charge ten thousand dollars per look." Rachel immediately pulled out her checkbook, wrote a large string of numbers on it, and tossed it to Andrew. "No problem. I'll prepay for 1000 looks!" Only then did Andrew remember that this woman was ridiculously wealthy. Duncan had once joked that even her underwear was diamond-studded. "Alright, you win. Now tell me what you want. If it's nothing important, don't interrupt my training session." Rachel reluctantly pulled her gaze away. "Mr. Lloyd, Cillian has kicked the bucket!"

I am sorry," Rhiannon replied politely. She preferred to eat alone in the kitchen, with old nan, in the barn, or anywhere where she would not be spotted. But today was special, her father the duke was going to make some special announcement. Hence the entire family and the household was ordered to be present in the dining hall. The servants scurried around serving the warm rolls, and tea. Margaret her 18-year-old half-sister was stuffing her mouth with the rolls when the duke stepped in to speak. The duke of Allendale was a tall imposing man, he could strike fear in the bravest of men. For now, he was one of the most important men in the court, the king of Lidio trusted him. His wife, Cather

"Mrs. Lily Wycliff. She is said to be a distant country cousin to the Duchess of Essex." Hugo tapped his fingers on the desk. "So, the plan worked. I was hoping it would." Her suggestion to pose as a cousin to Lady Essex was quite brilliant. And allowing the duchess to do half the work for him was nothing short of delicious. The so-called League of Rogues would soon welcome Lily with open arms. And then "I believe that news deserves a drink." Hugo stood and retrieved a set of glasses and a decanter of scotch. He poured two glasses and handed one to Daniel.

The brown-haired woman deftly stepped aside as the head housemaid tried to take the tray from her hands. “You can attend to other matters. I will deliver this to the Grand Duke.” Rieta remained standing there, clad in a stark black gown. Her figure resembled a shadow that had just escaped from a deep state of mourning. “Grand Duchess, let me carry it for you,” she offered after a moment of hesitation. Their gazes met, leaving a palpable awkwardness between them. Too many things had transpired between Roselyn and Vivianne—old rivalries, mutual wounds, and now, the grief Rieta had to shoulder alone after losing the sister she loved.