Novel & Cerita The Bloody Duchess True Story

She called out, and I couldn’t help but shudder. Indeed, that was true. I was here in the stead of the British Crown, and the very first ever official archduchess in the royal history. Now I really had to be dreaming. I chuckled smoothly to hide the nerves that were slowly clawing me from underneath my skin. “Shall we sit down?” She offered, and I was in the chair in a heartbeat. I grasped my glass and took a calming sip of my wine.

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

Duchess Amberie said and Damian reluctantly stepped away from her and let the Duchess do his job. The duchess was able to stop the bleeding and applied treatments to her injuries .. Damian on the other hand stayed at a corner staring at the woman whose lips had become paled and broken too.. He was still controlling the flow of the poison which is more painful than anything he'd encountered... He clenched his jaw and closed his eyes to hide his eyes which looked terrifying.. Once the duchess was done with the princess she went over to her nephew and that was when she noticed the injury on his shoulder which had turned black..

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!"

the duchess exclaimed. “I did not do anything. She was the one who took off my clothes...” he began to say, and the exasperated expressions and feelings of the majority began to escalate further, including that of Shia’s. “But I only did that to save your life! I touched you with care!” she exclaimed. At that moment, the duchess collapsed. Everybody went into a state panic as they tried to revive her. It took a few more minutes before she came to her senses and before she could speak up.

The Guardian's eyes flashed with such anger that the former duchess flinched. The thin woman sunk into her chair, but soldiers again forced Ravenna to her feet. "How?!" she asked again, no other words coming to her mind. Aurora stepped forward and looked the old woman straight in the eye. "I have a better question. Why? What have I ever done to you?" The former duchess paled with fury. "My son, Lord Turpilius, died by your hand. You were afraid that he would try and take your throne so you got him drunk and killed him." Ravenna spat the words like poison from her mouth.

“Where are the others?” “Captured by General Steward’s forces. Where is the duchess?” “In her parlor,” the guard said. He led him through the wine cellar and up the stairs onto the ground floor. He passed long tapestries and all the trappings of the duchess’ wealth and power. From down the hallway, he heard someone screaming in agony. They were getting closer to the screaming. When the guard opened the door, the screaming echoed down the hallway. He swallowed. The duchess was one of the most ruthless members of the vampire’s nobility, but she was also the most insane. Where John was led around by his ambitions and sense of entitlement, the duchess was driven to the edge of madness by her gri

“What’s the Duchess going to do about that? Have you met them? It’s a tiny outfit, I don’t know why my brother ever bothered.” Rogue laughed, and hard. “Blaze… where do you think I get my guns from? Trust me, the Valkyrie are dangerous. The Duchess is incredibly good at what she does, and her second is… well. I lost five guys to Karma years ago before the Duchess and I hashed out a treaty. Fuck her over, and she’ll take over your little club. I’ve seen her do it before.” “She doesn’t have the manpower to do that.” “If that’s what you believe, Blaze, you’ll come to regret that. There’s a reason I have a very conclusive peace treaty with her.”

Damian grew thin, the madness in his eyes deepening. The long rituals had taken their toll on both of us. Rumors began to spread through the lands. They said the duchy was cursed by a demon. They said you could hear a woman's screams and strange chanting on the wind. Until the day the Royal Guard suddenly surrounded the manor. "By order of His Majesty the King, we are searching the ducal estate!" I knew it was over. When the captain of the guard saw the blood-soaked altar in the cellar, when they saw Liana's body, long dead, everyone recoiled in horror.

"Taking down a duchess. A member of the royal family. That's dangerous territory. Even with evidence, even with proof, there will be consequences." "I know." "Do you? Because the moment you accuse her publicly, the moment you try to arrest her, you're declaring war on the palace. On the crown. That's not something we can take back." "She declared war first. When she funded operations to destabilize our pack. When she had Stefan kidnapped. When she murdered my father." Marsh's eyes widened. "You think she was involved in Alpha Kael's death?" "I think Adeline didn't act alone. I think someone with resources helped her. Provided support. And the duchess is the only person with motive and means.