Secret Wardrobe Of The Duchess Novels & Stories

Maerilee I yank open the wardrobe, my hands trembling slightly as I sift through the dry clothes. I’m going to kill River for this. Duchess is still hiding under the bed. I grab a simple dress and some undergarments, my fingers brushing against the soft fabric as I pull them out, my heart racing with anxiety about what this could mean.

She now does not have to dig for clues about this room and can now ease in normally. She’s sure she could solve that mysterious problem about why the duke keeps a photo of a photo of her ancestor. A piano suddenly started to play out of nowhere and she jumped in shock, ready to take away her sword she hid in her dress. “Where’s the duchess?” She heard the voice of the duke from outside. Panicking, she hastily looked around for another exit, any window, but there was none so she hid behind the piano which stopped playing now. She heard the footsteps now getting closer and the door opened, revealing a shadow of a man she’s sure is Duke Raziel.

She told him most commandingly. "I can't disregard what I feel for you"The duchess says and the tall man stood up and turned toward her. “I want you to despoil me" She replied most brazenly, surprising even herself. “Ever since I saw you last night, I have not been myself. You are unlike any man I have known.” “But the Duke…” “The Duke will never know.” She said, throwing off her cloak. “I am here unknown to him. Let me give you what he took away so many years ago.”

she murmured softly. Hearing her answer, I reached into my clothing and gladly took the dragon coin I had brought forward, which I had kept hidden securely underneath my bra for safekeeping. I slid it across the wood to her. The old witch whistled softly, her eyes raking over my sparkling olive-green mini dress, and loudly complimented my choice of outfit. She clearly knew I had a distinct thing for theatrical flair. I just continued to smile my uncanny smile, ignoring her comment as I absorbed the success of my secret transaction.

She had to be careful. “I have something to discuss with her. I bought her parents’ land in the Adhelard region. Since she lives in the capital, her parents asked her to settle this trade with me.” Duchess Scarlet didn’t lie. She really bought the land, but her men were the ones who took care of the transaction. Her brain found an excuse very quickly. “So, you went to Fermilion to arrange a trade?” “Yeah...” Arlo nodded. “Actually, Duchess Scarlet, the coachman who brought Doctor Cecilia back to the palace, said that the person who kidnapped and killed Doctor Cecilia wore the clothes with the Scarlet family crest on it.”

THE DUCHESS Ghost rolled off me, scrambling to pull clothes on just like I was. Rather than fighting with my dress though, I just stole his t-shirt and slipped on the shoes I always left by the door. Fortunately, the t-shirt was long enough that I wouldn’t flash the world. I even had a gun there that was already ready to go. “What the fuck was that,” I growled as I pulled the door open, running down the stairs. I sprinted through the bar towards the garden, and was immediately confronted by the sight of one of the garages being on fire. The garage that had the entrance to the tunnels and rooms that formed part of our basement. The basement that had Blaze and co were locked up in it.

“Haha, the young duchess can joke very well.” “It’s not a joke though,” she murmured. “Anyway, to make my plan successful, I will need the duke’s help.” “Of course, since it is for both of us, I will help the young duchess as much as I can,” he said and his eyes suddenly turned cold, “till it crosses the line.” “Right?” she beamed. “Funny how the duke changes tone in a second...” “After all, it’s important to keep some secrets,” he laughed darkly. “The young duchess understands it pretty well, I suppose. After all, what happened to the Maximillan duchess is a secret as well.”

Trying to chase the ideas from his head, he looked sideways when something moved near them and Azeph watched as the shelves of the library moves away revealing a door behind them. “I see. So shooting the statue makes the secret passage open,” Louis said as he looked at the statue that had been shattered by the bullet. “It’s a long-kept secret in the house that only Elinor and I know,” The duchess said, “ No go, the three of you. Before the fire reaches us here,” “We won’t leave you here, your grace,” Azeph said, “His majesty ordered us to save both your lives.” The duchess smiled at that.

In fact, the duchess thought that even the late empress herself actually did not have any idea about what exactly the prince was hiding, or what exactly was this thing hiding within him. Up until her daughter's death, she had never told anything, even to her own mother about what exactly had happened to Romeo in the dungeon. And how and when did the empress even conceive a child of a real royalty. It still remained a mystery and now that the empress was gone, no one could answer that question anymore. But for some reason, the duchess felt that Romeo, this dangerous and mysterious prince, knew everything. He was just keeping it buried inside of him, watching, and waiting, just for the right t

The wardrobe and dresser seemed to be on par with what she owned so they must be pretty expensive too. Melissa's eyes caught sight of the windows and there were curtains blocking the view outside. From her discerning eyes, she saw that the curtains were made of the finest brocade and there was also a seating area next to the windows. On the table was a glass full of fresh flowers. Her hands touched the soft mattress and the bedspread that was made of fine silk. However, the red silk somehow sent slight shivers to her body. Strange, the person who kidnapped her seemed to be well-off but which noblemen in the capital dared to cooperate with Lady Anastasia to go against Duke Malcom, or more imp