The Duke Of The Mount Deer นิยาย & เรื่องราว

“Ted Lux?” I nodded, and the duke hesitantly asked, “Can I ask why you like him?” Because he can beat up Elio! Haha! “I met him last time I was at the training ground, and he seems like a nice person!” And he's quite handsome. The duke frowned disapprovingly: “He is the future Viscount Lux, and I still hope that you can choose knights who are exclusive to the duke's mansion as much as possible, for safety's sake.”

Merry nodded happily; she hadn't been there in a long time. During the ride, Regina just stared silently at the glass window next to her. Until they happened to pass a handsome, well-built man riding a horse. "Merry, do you recognize this man riding in our carriage?" asked Regina without turning to Merry. Merry's face fell in shock when she saw the man the lady was referring to. "It's Grand Duke Hertian Mertia." "It turns out that the Grand Duke is a handsome man in this kingdom," Regina said, looking closely at the man who had started to move away from their carriage.

He invited the Prince and they all left. I sighed in relief and the man that I encountered laughed at me. I looked at him with confusion. "You look like you were suffocating," He said. "I uh" I can't manage to find any more words to say to him. He is the Grand Duke in the North. The one they called a monster, my soon-to-be husband. "Excuse my manners, my lady. My name is Arthur Lionel, the Grand Duke of the North"

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?”

Alexis shocked to the claims of The duke however he can't be denied because he feared the duke. "I sense a strong magic presence in your gathering, This is not the energy of an Elve" Duke Rudeus climbs down from his horse with the captain of his knight. They began to walk towards the gather and he stood looking at Allan. The fire amid the Elves reflected in his eyes as he set his gaze at Allan. Allan stood to his feet looking at him. An aura of a ferocious tiger could be seen over him. He looks trying to intimidate Allan and Allan hears a voice in his heard

His ostentatious powdered wig and his milky-white face were both exceptionally ugly. She didnt recognize the duke from some photograph in a history book. She knew far too much about him. She knew everything. Like how the royal ladies-in-waiting swapped bawdy jokes about the sad size of the dukes scepter. About how hed lost that eye (hunting accident, on a trip hed joined to appease the king). And about how right now, the duke was going to send in the girls whom hed preselected as suitable marriage material for the twelve-year-old king waiting inside.

“Yes. It is indeed. The naked man you met beside the lake last week” “You’re…you’re the Duke?” “Cedric Blackwood, Seventh Duke of Springbrook.” He gazed at her vivid, passionate face. “But from the look on your face, I suppose you’re probably wanting to call me “that asshole”.” “That’s why you were swimming,” she said, ignoring him. “You weren’t trespassing.” “No.” He shook his head slowly. “I was out for a run and decided to cool off in the lake. My lake.”

“Come on buddy. We can get all the juices of this deal checked in a few hours” It was Duke speaking.He had recently introduced himself as duke and the hair to the Richardson empire. His brother Donald managed some properties. These men were deep in the corporate affairs and knew exactly how to run their fathers business. They had no business with being Mafias like my brother and I. I wiped a quick hand over my nose as I watched hand the golf stick to his assistant.

His presence, always commanding, now felt almost suffocating. "Well, well, Thomas," the Duke said, his voice smooth but edged with a subtle menace. "I see you're still playing games. But I wonder, how long will it be before your little kingdom collapses?" Lord Thomas’s jaw tightened at the Duke’s words, but his posture remained unchanged. "You’re one to talk, Marlborough. You’re no better. You’ve always had your own agenda." He glanced at Victoria, his eyes narrowing. "But she’s not part of it anymore."

Hold on, my love, I am coming for you, Aiden thought as he was riding his stallion and went after his future bride. ***** I was smiling at the person that was sitting in front of me. Duke Henderson was the crown prince from Zirconia, a little country on the south of Niapachad Island. He just arrived yesterday and I greeted him just in time when I arrived from Grea to Royal Molftus. And right now, we’re having breakfast with Niklaus, my cousin, acting as our chaperone. “So, Prince Duke—” “Please, call me Duke, Your Majesty,” he said as he was looking at me with his peculiar maroon eyes. I smiled before I dabbed my mouth as well.