The Duke Of Mount Deer Novels & Stories

(Colonel Guseppe De Gianna) “.….…”.(Lord Duke Windstorm The 5th) The Duke of Frozen Peak City were unable to refute anything nor he can even replied to the mocking tone of the Aeternum Colonel before him, as before he even got the chance to even utter a single word, a sword slashed already separating his head from his neck. All that he can do is watched as the Colonel mockingly smiled at his dead corpse. As the duke corpse started to lose it’s warmth, the dulled silenced throne room started to began to bustling with noises. At the same time, a blonde young woman entered the room, a very attractive looking woman in her middle 30’s, if there were any surviving subordinate of the Duke we

He will be at the Dukes court" Samantha replies with a wink at Milly. Milly was surely going to do her best to get the attention of the prince in anyway she sees possible, it was so evident and clear that she wanted the prince so badly, more like she gets wet at the sound of the prince's name . "Greetings Father", Samantha gestures with a bow and a kiss on her fathers cheeks "My beloved daughter, hope your travels was safe and without a hitch in the forests and woods", says Duke Darius as he holds her on his shoulders. Duke Darius is a very tall king that though he was old had a very intimidating height and stature, he looked like an old Samson that still has the strength and energy to take

Sara threw away the remaining cigarettes that were left and quickly returned inside. “I want to announce, that my son, the Duke of Mayfield will be finding a wife this season,” The duchess spoke and smiled as she heard the crowd murmur. Every family wanted their da; acc; according; accordingd,ing to Wil,liam he only needed a pretty wife. The duchess walked behind him. “Have you taken interest in that particular, young lady? She is Sara Adams, you remember your father and yours were good friends. You cannot take interest in her because she is just a child,” She told him.

It was an unpalatable thought though, that the deer roaming the home park made a tempting target for rustlers, all the more so because those animals were tame and not used to being hunted. The last time he had seen Lucas, the two of them had discussed the pros and cons of tagging their deer. Like him, Lucas had a small herd on his estate, but since their marriage Mia, his wife, had added a new strain to them in the shape of the same miniature deer that the Duchess of Devonshire had bred so successfully. As Roth glanced towards the ha-ha which separated the parkland from the main gardens to the Hall he could hear the peacocks screeching their warning that someone was approaching the house.

The Duke tapped his temple. His younger brother almost lost his patience. However, he simply slipped out a scroll and parted it open, placing it just before the older man. "Edward Vizal," he began, "Duke of St Ives. He will be hosting one of those men's parties he hosts whenever he feels like bedding foreign women." "Foreign women," Mathayus's glower deepened to a solemn glare of frustration. He was talking about the seal of Kilmarnock and Nichols was…

"So tell me all the details, did you all succeed in killing Victor and putting his house on fire?" Derius, the duke of Maxwell duchy, said to one of the shadow knights he ordered – who was kneeling and bowing in front of the duke’s back. The duke, on the other hand, looked at the outside underground market built in his room as his own built property beside a café

The castle of the Duke of the North , Held a grand hall with a long dining table and chairs for more than thirty people . Gaius Maro the ruthless Duke of the north a. k. a "Raider of the north". known for his greediness and cunning lifestyle, his domain is famous for his slave trade. and inhumane activities. Sat at the head of the table holding a chicken lap in one hand and a beautiful a lady in the other , his pot-belly almost hitting the table, chuckles and laughter filled the air , servants walking in with plates of food and walking out with empty ones.

A man in a tuxedo walked onto the stage and under the spotlight announced the official opening of the auction. My attention was immediately caught. Although I didn't have the money to participate in the auction, I couldn't help but look forward to it. The door to the private room was pushed open and Ario instinctively put me behind him, but then relaxed when he saw that it was the Duke. The Duke looked tired, and as soon as he returned, he sat down on the sofa and rubbed his temples with his fingers. "Father, just now Ulysses Woodrow came..." The Duke sat up straight and looked at me worriedly: "He saw Inette?"

Kaelus didn't even blink at the bloody display unfolding right in front of him. "Raipherze! I—I heard the Duke talking to the head butler!" the young man who leaked the information blurted out, shivering in pure terror as he stared at his comrade's mangled face. "You just said Lancaster." "It—it was just a stopover, Your Grace! The Duke owns a massive estate in Raipherze. Back when he proposed to the lady—" "Enough," Kaelus cut him off sharply. His chest heaved with a quiet fury, entirely unwilling to hear a single word about his woman's past with another man.

"Gentlemen, if you would please calm down. Remember who you are." He was Charles de Nocrosse, the Duke of Carlisle, Lord of numerous estates and a great Duchy. He remembered perfectly well who he was, which is why he would not fall face down to the King. He was a powerful man too. A knock. No one moved, no one was fazed. Another knock and the door opened. "Your Grace, the Dowager Duchess is here."