The Evil Grand Duchess Has A Secret Life の小説・ストーリー

Not if I had anything to do with it. Forcing myself to look away from the ridiculous decorations, I moved toward the far end of the room. There, hidden in the corner, was the electrical control panel of the mansion. A simple switch disguised as a rope. I had studied the layout of this mansion long enough to know exactly what it controlled. I reached for it, my fingers curling around the thick material. I hesitated for only a second, taking a deep breath. And then, without another thought, I pulled it.

“My father would die for this, but as you know, his lover is following a strict diet.” She continued to keep them entertained for a while, barely touching her plate. “And before I forget, Cassey, you need to know what is happening on your kin.” Markus stared at Cassey, although the lady is not glancing back. “W-Well, your mother…” “What happened to the Duchess of Morelli?” “Your mother…” “Duchess Morelli.” “Yes, Duchess Morelli. She wants to see you.” At the very moment Markus uttered the word “you”, the shell of the baked scallops flew from Cai’s plate.

Now that their lies and true colors have been revealed, their fake acting is ignored and nothing coming out of their mouth will be doing anything to make the others believe them. Just as Aldrich said before, they will be the ones killing themselves. And they have killed their connections and noble status in high society. They will be branded as nothing but dirty nobles defaming the princess of the empire. Duchess Loreant watched in silence as she witnessed everything went down, from the moment the princes deliberately started a conversation with Margaret up to now. Everything went exactly, up to each detail, like plans in the folder that the princes gave her. It was eerily the same that the

DUCHESS 41 Queen Violetta Suzette Von Travensky, a name known for her beauty and cunning mind, she is good at leading people and manipulating them. That is how powerful she is. She was regarded as the fairest of them all, the most intelligent, to have her by your side is to win almost all the battles and wars and to be on top of everything. She is the most powerful Queen in all of the queens in a chess game. That is why to be under her good graces is to have multiple advantages in life. But Queen Violetta Suzette Von Travensky is not one who values family, she is one who values the bond that she has with someone. She lives by the saying, ”The blood of the covenant is thicker than the water o

I could see pools of icy blue brightened against the whiteness of the snow. I was fascinated by the puff of her warm breaths every time she exhaled. I was immune to the cold, but I wished she would share her warmth with me. Vale pulled her red hood over her head again as if to hide her face away from my gaze. "You like one of my god-daughters, don't you, Grand Duchess?" Trotsky said suddenly. He looked at me with a cheeky gleam in his mischievous violet eyes. "Don't be ridiculous, Trotsky," I said with a defensive scowl.

Meanwhile, in 2025, we’re begging apps to load faster because our brains have adjusted to microwave-level speed for everything. Microwaves, by the way, are magic. You put cold leftovers in, press a few mysterious numbers, and boom—heat appears. Nobody really knows how it works. Sure, we say “radiation excites the water molecules,” but that’s just science-sounding filler. The truth is, it’s wizardry. If we showed a microwave to someone in the Middle Ages, they’d scream “sorcery” and lock us in a tower. Honestly, they wouldn’t be wrong.

THIRTY TWO "Love is like a sudden flame; it springs up in the heart and often consumes the whole being in a moment." HONORE DE BALZAC THE DUKE We walked stealthily to the place we had seen in the vision, I could see that it had been made into a garden and in the garden were two cottages. I signaled on Henry to follow closely behind me as I did not want to alert them of our presence. We hid watching when we saw somebody come out of one of the cottages, I instantly recognized her as the new maid the one that worked personally for Guinevere

“I always said it. No one hustles a prince like Catherine. She’s clever, for sure. But clever doesn’t last forever, does it?” One of the maids chimed in, “Exactly. Not if she knows what’s good for Eldoria.” Lucy caught Catherine’s eye and offered a small, smug smile. “Careful, Cathy,” she whispered as she passed by. “This place remembers everything.” Catherine held her shoulders straighter, but the cold of her words lingered. They were getting too close to discovering her secret. In the Queen’s private study, King Arthur sat, his hands folded on the desk, while Queen Charlotte stood near the fireplace.

He turned around when he heard me walk in. “You barely wear underwear except when you are on your period. What did you buy this much for?” I shrugged. “To seduce you.” “You just have to look at me and I’m seduced anyway.” “Pervert.” He ignored me. “And these dresses, where do you plan to wear them to?” “When I was your secretary, you used to have a lot of events to attend. Now, I’m your wife and these events are suddenly scarce?” I questioned, laying on the part of the bed that didn’t have clothes on it.

he pursed his lips, narrowing his eyes at me, "have I met you before?" "Who? Me? No, of course not." I scoffed. There was just no way he could've seen me, could he? I made sure to keep my face hidden from him that day, in the cemetery. I couldn't risk anyone knowing who I was or how I was related to Alessio, it would put me and him as well as everyone he cared about in grave danger. I had my own enemies and they had theirs. Mine would give anything to hurt someone I care about. Unfortunately for them, they have no idea who I care about because according to them, I don't have anyone.