The Duke's Daughter Drops Her Engagement And Facade Novels & Stories

“Duke.” Her son jerked like a puppet on strings. “You lied to me,” she said quietly. “You didn’t inform me that the damsel was pregnant when you convinced me to send her to war. You let your sins write the story of another’s death. And for that, I strip you of title, of inheritance, and of courtly protection. You are hereby exiled — to the Shadow Wastes, beyond the Eastern Veil. You may take nothing with you.” Gasps erupted. Several nobles stood abruptly, either to protest or flee. My mother clutched my hand. Duke had gone pale as marble, his mouth opening and closing, no sound emerging.

His pride had wrapped itself around him like armor, but now it felt like a prison. Rosalia shook her head, bitterly disappointed. “I’m saddened that you’ve become arrogant, Duke. You weren’t raised this way. Your father—when he found out I was pregnant—would’ve walked away from his entire inheritance if it meant keeping me. And you? You can’t even speak up for the woman you claim to love.” Then she turned, leaving him on the veranda with the ache of his mother’s words still echoing in his chest. Alone, Duke slowly made his way upstairs. He opened the door to Selene’s room and stood in the doorway, his heart twisting painfully.

"And what happened after?" "The duke and Lady Geneva was in cold shoulder for years, specially when the Duke was not able to talk after the car accident where he was involved. Her child had died and her husband became disabled, so it was not surprising that Lady Geneva wanted to adopt a child. And that child was Catarina." Selena stared intently at Sydnee who was gaping at her. She smirked. "Now that you know that Catarina is an adopted daughter, you don't have to be intimidated by her. You were both adopted daughters with the same status."

He stopped talking when he heard the duke's loud gasp in the hall, saying angrily, before strayed yelling, "James, do you dare say that in front of me eh..." "That's enough Leon! It's a well-known fact and it won't change anything; for everyone already knows that you have an illegitimate daughter! Let's just listen to what Lord James has to say quietly." Duke Daniel interrupted him with a strange smile on his handsome face. Silencing himself with a difficulty, Duke of Ambershire pressed his hand hard until it turned white as King Oliver looked at them calmly then with a nod ordered Lord James to complete his speech

announces the Butler, as Duke Brince enters to inspect the shambles Madam Juanna has created. "What Happened Here?" Duke Brince exclaimed loudly. "I did it, hubby," Madam Juanna responded coldly, and Duke Brince approached her and slapped her, which stunned Camilla. "Do you realize how much those cost, huh?" Duke Brince demanded angrily. "So you only care about those useless objects, huh?" Madam Juanna inquired. "They are not useless; they have value in contrast to you and your mistaken daughter," Duke Brince roared. "OUR MISTAKE, Brince, we made that child because we were drunk!" shouted Madam Juanna.

Letitia asked shielding her maid from the scary man's view. "I believe he would tell you himself. We should leave now if we want to enter Kerstone early." He replied instead and turned around walking ahead. "He's the Duke of Kerstone." Constance mumbled to Letitia's hearing and Mateo stopped abruptly. He sighed before he turned around to a place faced Letitia and a red faced Constance. "My lady?" He called. Letitia gulped harshly. The Duke of Kerstone? Then she was dead! "My lady?" Mateo called shaking her a little and she gasped looking up at him.

The fire that ate the rose scented paper left but only the one single torn paper with words written in a beautiful yet sorrowful cursive letters, ‘Forever, I will love you. The Duke then slumped down the plush couch, sitting down to watch the crackling fireplace and recalling the first time he had met the most beautiful woman in the world, the woman whose name was Elizabeth. In the past, the duke was not as smart nor firm as now. He was someone with a big greed but no courage. His brother would always fight for the seat as the next Duke and while his greed also want to become the Duke, he was not as strong as his older brother nor as smart as his second older brother. He was someone who the

"My lady, master duke has asked for your presence." After the announcement was made, she was well dressed like a poised and noble lady but today was somewhat bizarre, even the closest maids that have watched the smiling shy girl that always laughed even at tiny things and forgave people with the heart of an angel was silent, maybe too quiet to be true. "My lady, is...is something troubling you?" Layla was long lost in thought before she shook her head. Today was the day when she would be called by the duke- her father to get engaged to Duke Valentine and her being a fool agreeing to it.

"Skye—" "You already told me why you wanted this," she said, voice steady despite the fatigue. "You said it yourself. You need the council to see you as responsible. You need a wife to fix your image, not because you actually want to be here for her." She looked down at her daughter, then back up at him, unflinching. "I said no then. I'm saying no now. Doing it in front of an audience doesn't change my answer." The room had gone dead silent. Duke's jaw tightened, humiliation flashing across his face as he realized the performance hadn't worked the way he'd planned.

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.