Sage Duke Novels & Stories

Missing him pulls at my chest like a quiet ache, though knowing he’s away brings relief. We are presented. “His Grace, Duke Noah Wingknight of the Northern Reaches, and Her Grace, the Duchess Paige.” Quiet hangs heavy. After a breath, voices rise - sharper now, buzzing with heat instead of calm. Here they arrive. Curious ones first. Then those who mean trouble. Followed by quiet plotters slipping in behind. “Duchess, we heard such tales of your… resilience in the North. How… rustic it must be.” A lady with sapphires in her hair.

"Rather keep my mouth shut before I get killed. You're lucky that boss isn't here, he'd probably blow your brains off the ground and splatter it on your dad's lap if you don't stop." The door flew open revealing Rig with a couple of paper bags with him. "Why so loud? The whole world's listening." He commented and hands Duke the other bag. "Eat outside and don't take my sundae because I bought you one." "You're a life save, Rig. I love you man. And hey, have a long patience with that sheila, she's giving me a headache." Duke reminded him before leaving the room.

(Francesca Oliver) Duke Oliver and his wife, can’t help but felt extremely proud of their eldest daughter, who actually were able to become the Aeternum Royal University Student council treasurer. Listening to her stories about the Cabinet Hall of Aeternum, Duke Oliver were already dreaming to be apart of it. Because unlike many, Duke Oliver truly knows what a significance of that titles and honorable those position were, to him Aeternum is the ideal government for him to pour his soul into, but sadly, he is the duke of Alemia Nation not Aeternum.

Duke's behaviour with Stanley and going to Stanley's hospital in case of any problem was really making Lelia suspicious today. Where many high-class people hesitate to go to Stanley's hospital due to the cost, but Duke always visits there and takes VIP treatment at ease, which seems suspicious to her today. Lelia initially thought that Stanley's hospital was only for the high-class people, but later, she came to know that Stanley's hospital was mainly for the army. No ordinary person can get treatment there, but Duke still took her there and got treatment. Although Duke had told her at that time that his boss was an army officer and through his boss they were able to go to that hospital for

“And you aren’t what she was supposed to get.” “‘Get’?” Duke’s mouth twitched in a snarl as she jabbed at him, his irritation rapidly rising. “The Duke Agency?” he read disdainfully, flipping the card over briefly and dismissing it in the same second. He knew a con when he saw one. “And what exactly is it that you supply?” “If you don’t know, then you obviously don’t belong here,” Rachel snapped. Standing on tiptoe, she craned her neck to see over his shoulder into the room. “Caitlyn!”

Ryan was instantly silenced, his mouth opening and closing like a fish gasping for air. I looked directly at Marcus, the man I had once thought I loved more than life itself. "Marcus, I came down here not because I can't bear to leave you, but because I wanted to say some things to your face. Things you need to hear." Marcus's eyes filled with desperate hope again. "I, Catherine Blackwood, am a Duke's daughter who was beloved and cherished from the moment I was born. But because I was blind and stupid enough to fall for you, you trampled my dignity into the dirt and let a servant lord over me like I was nothing."

he asked cautiously. Selene nodded. "Due to the war, the budget must be restructured," Charlie repeated. Everyone in the room watched her, convinced she was merely distracted by thoughts of the Duke. However, Selene spoke with a chilling clarity. "Before we restructure anything, we must first determine the full extent of the Duke's assets." Charlie nodded. "I have already calculated that." "No. Something is missing." The room fell silent. Charlie knit his brows. "What do you mean, my lady?"

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.

: “So, so am I next, pl~ease I would like to go next. Hi, I'm Sunshine mister Naraja. I hope we get along all nice and dandy~.” Naraja felt two pokes come in from behind him and there he saw stood a little girl, Sunshine, looking no older, nor younger than 8 years old with two big 360-hoops in her hair fidgeting with the embroideries on her gothic long sleeve dress. Naraja took a closer examination of the dress and saw that it had a Victorian vintage tinge to it, but he had no idea as to how he knew that. Sunshine was an interesting girl, was what Naraja thought of, especially based off of her introduction a second ago, but even still with that one introduction that always shows a first-impr

The air was thick with unspoken negotiations and veiled intentions, each word exchanged with calculated precision. The soft clinking of silverware against porcelain filled the air, but my mind remained alert. Then, the Duke’s voice rang out. "I must say," he mused, lifting his glass, "I am truly glad that my daughter has befriended the future Luna of Angentha." The room stilled. Rosana’s fingers tightened around her fork. "Future Luna?" she repeated, her voice smooth but sharp. The Duke nodded. "Naturally. Lady Sage is the fated mate of our dear crown prince. That makes her the next Luna, does it not?"