The Echanting Duchess
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I was just a simple lady living on a peaceful countryside.
Then one day, I was knocked out and before I get to know what was happening, I woke up one morning inside an extravagant carriage, fully dressed in an elegant white gown with a stranger reaching out his hand from the outside.
And before I could even make a sound, the stranger - a surprisingly stunning and dangerously handsome man at that, came into view and uttered four ridiculously simple yet devastating words that shook me to the core.
And just like that, I became a pawn discarded to become the wife of the most stunning and most unscrupulous man on the kingdom - His Grace The Duke of Kargaz, Calex Hexon Tygart.
The simple and quiet life of Atallie Ygravet was suddenly put into chaos when she became entangled with the notorious Duke of Kargaz. She was caught up as a Duchess surrounded by too many of mistresses of her husband. Everyone thought that for a simple lady from an unknown little faraway county such as Atallie, she couldn't possibly accept her fate to have her man with his too many to count mistresses swarming like flies on the entire estate.
However, everyone was dumbfounded when they saw the Duchess with her cool, unperturbed, and aloof personality as she gracefully and calmly drank her tea while reading some books. She was so leisure to the point that even the disinterested and distant Duke started paying attention to her.
Nobody knew what was going through the minds of the Duke and the Duchess of Kargaz.
Oh, please, Duke, get those glaring eyes of yours away from me! Don't make me snap, or else you'll go blind in just a breath away! - Duchess
Hmp! Why is she so calm and quiet? What kind of game is she playing at? - Duke
In the continent where they live, wherein elements and magic exists, are things as simple as they seemed to be?
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