You Are My String Of Fate

1.1 || Lips As Red As Blood... .

Dukedom of Malus, needless to say, was ruled by a Duke. The Duke was a widow, his wife had passed away barely two years earlier. He had no children as well. Yet, at forty years old, he was still very much a healthy man.

"As expected, this world is revealing its script just the way it should be." Frost White nodded in satisfaction.

Correct. As baffling as it was, her name was now Frost White. Duke White, who governed Malus, had graciously taken farmer Snow's two daughters under his wings. White Snow was now called Snow White, because Duke White was sensible enough to not bestow her the name 'White White'.

What a way to fit the main lead's name to the famous tale! The world obviously did not care about any other character besides the main leads!

She had to applaud whoever designed this simple world and its idiot citizens. More so, she had to commend her own rotten luck for being reincarnated into this mind-boggling world. Perhaps this world was created from the leftover rubbish of the universe.

Yet, the two daughters' circumstances under Duke White's kind protection were vastly different. Snow White was now Duke White's adopted daughter and was doted on to no end by the Duke. In Frost White's current state of affairs, the Duke also dote on her. Yet, it was the kind of doting that Frost could definitely do without, if she was given a choice.

As soon as Duke White laid eyes on her, she had been reserved to be his second wife. Upon setting his eyes on her, the previously widowed Duke decided that he did not want to be a widow any longer.

All the Dukedoms in the country, though each possessed autonomous governance, still had to pay tax and report to the King of the country. Malus was located pretty far from the Imperial Palace, thus the King had left the Duke to his own devices. As long as the tax and the finest apple crops were sent to the Palace, the King usually did not care what the Duke did within his household. Of course, this includes taking a fourteen year old girl as his wife.

The King might be interested in poking his nose into this whole matter if he were to know that the two girls were devastatingly beautiful. But he left Duke White to his whims because he was not aware of this fact. The small village where farmer Snow's apple farm was and its vicinity were now wiped off the map, and any of the people who used to know White Snow and Frost Snow had suddenly disappeared. Duke White practically erased anything that might link the Snow's two daughters to their birthplace, all so he could 'properly' protect them.

While thinking on mundane things like that, Frost White had to count her blessings. The simpler and the more idiotic the world and the world's citizens were, the easier it would be for her to fulfill her fate and move on to the next world. This life should be an easy stepping stone for her to get her reward faster!

And the most important thing was, as pedophile-sounding Duke White was, he actually had enough tact to promise not to touch her before her eighteenth birthday. Therefore, Frost White was already a Duchess in name and status, but not yet in body. Needless to say, she would never be one in her heart and soul.

That also meant, Frost White only had less than four years left to accomplish her mission, lest she would be ravaged by the old Duke who would undoubtedly enjoy the labor of his patience then!

Frost White shuddered at the thought and subconsciously clamped her thighs. Having lived through more than just a few tens of lifetimes, her soul was definitely not a stranger to sexual relationships. However, in her past lives, she had never lived past her twenty-fifth birthday. Therefore, she definitely did not intend to do it with the geezer Duke!

"Duchess," a maid that was older than Frost White's current incarnation, knocked on her room's door briefly before walking inside with a tray of today's snacks, "May this humble one interest Duchess in today's refreshments? The Duke has specially instructed the kitchen to reserve the very best and the prettiest of pastries and teas for Duchess... ."