The Bloody Duchess True Story Novels & Stories

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.

Xolvion and the others made their way outside, keeping their hoods over their heads, helping them to keep out of sight. As they passed a busy corner, they couldn't help but notice a poster of the princess on the wall, saying kidnapped and reward offered. Lots of people had gathered around and were gossiping about the whole event. "I heard the duke has been killed, apparently it was the work of an assassin." I heard it was a monster from one of the demi-human clans that the duke had enslaved not long ago. Turned wild and broke free she did, killing them all." Someone else said. "I bet it was the night angels..." Someone else said, causing a panicked mutter to erupt from everyone who heard the

The audience remained silent as they watched Bethilda make her procession towards the pedestal. When they finally arrived before us, the captain and the guards stepped aside. Bethilda and her ladies went down onto their knees and spoke, “Greetings to His Royal Majesty, King James, and His Royal Highness, Prince Robert.” James looked over to the captain and he immediately stepped forward. The captain opened a scroll and read for the whole room to hear. He said, “Duchess Bethilda, after your trial, a thorough investigation and multiple confessions, you are found guilty of all the charges against you. You are found to be at fault in abducting an innocent mortal being. And most importantly, the

Could all this be leading to something or was she just making things up in her head? The women had turned into real gossip mongers, bringing up issues Audrey's had never heard of. Talia adjusts closer, leaning in and shuffling her chair, damaging the quiet with the violent noise "I heard the Duke finally realised his mistress had been stealing from him and threw her out" "I heard he still kept her and demanded Duchess Stephane start paying her a monthly allowance" Cordelia counters, scrunching up her nose in disgust. Dorothy's eyes widened to the size of salsas "This cannot be. The poor Duchess, she loved the Duke with all her heart" sympathy hangs off her words.

But of course, for the servants and maids and cooks that worked for the gentry, they have been keeping this secret throughout their generations and it has never been discussed outside of the household, unless they were talking about Lord Matthew Davis and how he was escaping the Higher Court just because he did not like the system. But his youngest daughter, Lady Rebecca Davis, who was now the 8th Duchess of Belikov, knew that her father was a Vampyre and her husband was as well. And the last time Ian was visiting them, the duchess was wearing the mark of Vampyre's bride. Only she did not cover it up on her neck of Niklaus' claim. And since they were not in public, it was forgiven.

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..

Cough, be serious, be serious, I sat upright on the sofa, straightened my skirt, and looked up at the duke, who was leaning his forehead wearily against his hand and looking down at me, seemingly at a loss as to what to do. ‘Father, don't trouble yourself, I will arrange Inette's clothing, food, and shelter.’ In total, Ario should be thirteen years old now, and his clear, youthful voice still sounded quite sunny. It seems that the duke was not informed of Inette's adoption. It was once said in the novel that after the death of the duchess, the duke lost interest in everything, and he would not bother to adopt a girl as a tool of power. After a long silence, the duke sighed and gave in.

Her eyes filled with terror. "Where am I? Who am I," She curled up in the fetal position. "I suppose I am up," Warren approached Duchess at a slow and steady rate, "Your name is Duchess, and you died a day ago. We bought you to Tsonoqua to bring you back to life. What do you remember?" Duchess held her head, "I remember a strange powder, and getting sick, and then nothing," Duchess saw the raven woman, "I remember you, we were supposed to take a journey, right?"

It's not fair, but it's something all women have to think about in order to survive. Last month, a duchess got lost at a party because she was drunk. When she awoke, she found herself naked and sleeping with a guard. Neither she nor the guard knew what had happened, but they were all seen lying in bed together. The Duke was so angry that he announced the divorce on the spot, no matter how much his wife cried. The poor Duchess was suddenly the centre of gossip, with everyone pointing fingers at her. Her parents were ashamed of her and would not take her in. In the end, she had to commit suicide one night. It shocked me because everyone was satisfied with her death, as if all unchaste women we