The Duke Of Mount Deer Novelas e Histórias

However, they could not care less and turned their heads away from him, as if he did not exist there. Alexander "....." Did they just ignore him like that? How could they!? He is the Duke of Iquarayon for God's sake! How could these two not show him a bit of respect!? His frown deepened when he noticed Leonor's position carefully and immediately bending down he picked him up from her belly.

The duke wasn’t in his best composure during the execution, but Sushmita didn’t assume the worst of him just from that one day. From the unflattering articles that mushroomed about his past when he went public with Delilah, Greg Claw was presented to be ruthless and temperamental, dangerous and unreliable. The number of such articles didn’t dwindle even when the king and queen were asked to comment. Their joint reply was brief, stating that the duke’s misdeeds may have left a mark, but the fact that His Grace had been instrumental in eradicating threats in recent years had left an equal, if not more, impactful legacy.

David Duke looked bleakly into his cup of hot chocolate, which Blue made, as Trent seemed to be spitting nails and scribbling furiously before standing. “I’m going to nail those fuckers to a wall and throw knives at them,” he turned. “Hito, if you could do a full work up on him. I’ll run a lineage trace.” “There’s no need to,” Duke said softly. “You… know where your family is?” I asked. “The-They…. They’re dead.” Duke let out a shuddering breath. “I-I saw their bodies wh-while they were trying to get us out.”

She was pretty, but she kept bowing her head, as if she's trying so hard to disappear into the shadows. Meanwhile, the man wore a general's uniform with dozens of medals pinned on it. Judging by his arrogant stance and condescending tone, he did not earn those medals. I smiled tightly. "Ah, pardon my manners. I'm Duke Anton Fontaine of Michestershire. I thought you would have known me, but clearly you didn't take the time to memorize the faces of your soon-to-be family?" He tsked, but held his hand out to me and looked like I should be grateful to be in his presence.

Duke Soren frowned before glaring at Marcus, “What are you doing? Apologize to the duke and his duchess.” “The duchess of Devon is my sworn sister and my blood relative.” Mira’s lips curled up arrogantly as she faced the Duke Soren, looking him squarely in the eye as she spoke “So, isn’t the marquess of Amberton my brother-in-law?”

It wasn’t her first time riding a horse but she had always enjoyed it as her first, even Pegasus neighed when her laughter subdued, she patted near its ear and laughed a little louder when it jerked its head. The horse had two riders. One was the duke and the other was his secret duchess. They were on a meadow of Sebria named Carmen. Around it were some enormous mountains standing tall. On their right was a long lake that stretched for as far as they could see, the hills behind the river belonged to the duke. The lord of five states had gifted it to his son. The greenery around them was mesmerising and refreshing. The clean air that she inhaled killed every bad memory that was a part of her

Jonathan opened the door and Tristan was greeted with the appearance of the duke sitting on his chair as the window behind him had its curtains drawn, allowing the light to seep in and brighten up the room. The duke is a handsome man, who has black hair and grey-colored eyes. He looks intimidating enough that you will not dare to stare directly at his eyes but at the same time, it's his eyes that make you feel drawn to him. "Duke Saxon Versormer, thank you for accepting my request to talk to you." Tristan greeted him as he slightly bows. The duke, named Saxon, gave Tristan a small polite smile as he pointed at the chair in front of him.

"Duke Richmond, we both know that you're getting old am I right?" "What?" "I would like to buy all your assets including your surname Duke Richmond," I said with my lips parting while looking at him straight to his eyes. He stared longer before he chuckled. "What kind of offer is that? You know that my museum—" "Duke, you're not a child anymore. You are getting older and you don't have a child to take care of your business, unless you have a child in secret." He massaged his temple before he shook his head. "I cannot give you that your Highness, I will take my business even if I'm dead. I thought you're different but you're the same as those people who are after my treasures," he says denyin

In any case, it was clear that ladies were rarely welcomed in this space—if they were even allowed in the first place. When I entered the room, the sound of my shoes clicking on the floor caught his attention. He immediately stood up from his chair and examined me closely, placing his thumb and forefinger under his chin in a thoughtful gesture. I could see how Xander had passed as his son and heir. Although he didn’t resemble his father, Duke Kestrel had the exact imposing figure. He towered over me with thick, powerful arms and legs and a large chest. His uniform was adorned with numerous military medals, a testament to his service to the kingdom and his high rank under King Osprey.

Her golden eyes were focused and serious, she wanted to convey her will to go through a peaceful agreement. "Talk," Liam stared at her for a brief moment, he didn’t know why he found her so charming. He tried to keep an indifferent aura, but a glint of interest sparked in his eyes. Emma knew she had caught his attention and maybe not long after, he would agree to her request if she managed it brightly. "My father was the former Duke of Monde, but he lost his position when he decided to marry another woman. He left my mother's house after she died. I inherited her title, and now I am the Duchess of Monde in my country."