The Bloody Duchess True Story นิยาย & เรื่องราว

“Are you sure this is your choice duchess? This would cause a burden to the Xaviera’s. I could hang you with a felony. Surrender now, Duchess. Your duke is not here. You are powerless.” She continued slinging her sword at him and he kept on dodging it. The prince then slipped and she had taken advantage of the situation. With a final blow, she managed to kick away his sword and the prince fell on the floor. She pointed her sword at him and smirked, “So? Do you need enough reason to prove that I won now? The prince spat on the ground and hissed, “This is treason against the empire.” “Hell if I care.” To her peripheral vision, she could see Ven gaining advantage too as the knights were surrend

Even though she was confident in her skills in sword fighting, she did not want to take the risk of putting her crown on the line just to feed the ego of her rival. “She is the second wife of the emperor, Your Highness, however, I refuse to engage with that duel. I have much more important things to–” “Your Imperial Highness,” Emery interjected, “as I said, you have no other choice but to listen to what I have to say. Unless…” She eyed the two ladies as if she could already see their bloody future. “Unless what?” the duchess asked. “Unless Her Imperial Highness wants to die in embarrassment and disgrace, staining the Hagan household’s reputation. I have more than enough evidence to show to t

My dragon clawed around the base of the tree wanting to finish the job. “Why are you here?” As much as my hunch told me they were looking for Odessa, I didn’t want to believe it. Maybe they were hunting someone else. “Some slave to the Duke in Vamparia,” he rasped. “Please let me go.” I snarled, my fire burning into my neck. “What slave?” I pushed. “A girl named Odessa. She is the Duke’s old blood bag. She is supposed to become the duchess. Taking her as a mate,” his breathing labored, spat out blood from his mouth. Blood pooled at the base of the tree, surely a gash in his gut.

The Duke asked softly. She blinked and saw a vivid picture. Eric's warm bloodied body on the cold ground, his quiet, still face, a wet patch on his shirt from her tears. Her breath caught. Would she ever forget? "He bled out on the top of the hill at Westside Manor." She almost cried. With a sniff, she added. "It was my birthday."

Duke Arthur and Beatrice Blanche who was sitting alone in the room were sitting quietly until it was filled with laughter of the Duke. "You are going to be the Grand Duchess of this Empire. You don't have to make a deal with me, do whatever you want!" Arthur shouted full of pride. "You don't even know me, what if I do something that can embarrass your name," Beatrice said shyly. Arthur thought the woman in front of him was very interesting. She was brave enough to make a deal with the Grand Duke while others fainted just standing in front of him but now he saw the lady being shy all of sudden.

Neither guards nor watchmen would ever dare to bear such perilous blame—better to place it in the hands of a duke of towering authority and unassailable repute. Someone within the court had brought black orchid poison into the royal palace itself. Lady Lark was dead of that very same cruel toxin. The connection was stark, chilling, and inescapable. But who among them had truly done it?

Letitia asked shielding her maid from the scary man's view. "I believe he would tell you himself. We should leave now if we want to enter Kerstone early." He replied instead and turned around walking ahead. "He's the Duke of Kerstone." Constance mumbled to Letitia's hearing and Mateo stopped abruptly. He sighed before he turned around to a place faced Letitia and a red faced Constance. "My lady?" He called. Letitia gulped harshly. The Duke of Kerstone? Then she was dead! "My lady?" Mateo called shaking her a little and she gasped looking up at him.

The moment those words left his mouth, Chloe was in full shock. He did it! Not only her but the whole hall. They were guessing she was his girlfriend or Mistress. But wife? The world did not see that coming... The news is on live telecast and people are watching their duke's confession to his wife and the huge announcement. Thousands of dreams were shattered and greed was broken. They all watched the new dutchess. Well, the unexpected one. And in everyone, Anthony Rossi was included too. He watched the Great announcement on the television screen and stared at the lovely couple blankly.

The urn looked the same as before, but what was inside wasn't mother's ashes at all—it was protein powder! Marcus and Ryan were stunned too, both looking toward Josie. Josie immediately teared up, crying pitifully: "I'm sorry, brothers. I just couldn't bear to put the Duchess's ashes in a garbage dump, so I hid them in the basement storage. But I got too flustered and spilled the ashes. I was too scared to touch them, so... so I replaced them with protein powder. I meant well—the Duchess was so kind when she was alive, she surely wouldn't blame me."

The sickening sound of shattering bone echoed as a pool of blood began to spread. Her eyes remained open. For a fleeting second, she saw Damian’s distorted, panicked face looking down at her broken form. The screams of the maids filled the night air. The starless, black sky stood as the only witness to the tragedy of the Duchess of Leventis. - "Selene!"