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Aideen Ruan, though a royal princess, was always unwanted due to the circumstances of her birth. Born blind to a hostage concubine, she possessed an intriguing beauty; however, her disability rendered her utterly useless to the royal family.

Even when the struggling Count Crueder reluctantly agreed to take Aideen as his wife to secure the royal dowry, her life failed to improve. A year into their marriage, Aideen's inability to produce an heir sealed her fate. The princess was destined for exile to the Temple, consigned to spend the remainder of her days in isolation and abandonment.

Contrary to her anticipations, instead of the Temple, Aideen found herself within the cold walls of Duke Tillian Valentine's castle. Duke Valentine, the last scion of the once-revered Valentine family that ruled the Kingdom before the "Fratricide Rebellion", now presided over the desolate Northern lands.

Faced with fear and confusion, Aideen expected her life to perpetuate its cycle of misery, only to discover that Duke Valentine might hold the key to a new opportunity, a chance at a life she had never envisioned.

"You bewitched my body and soul. Put an intoxicating spell on me, shackled my heart to yours with your magic. If I could exchange my eyesight with you, I would do it just to make you see what a man dying from love looks like."

Saved By The Mad Duke

"What happened to her? Where is she now? How is she feeling?"

Tillian's voice echoed down the cold corridor of the second floor, his steps resonating like the strides of a raging titan.

The moment he stepped into the castle, utterly exhausted from his lengthy patrol, Tillian was met by a cluster of worried maids and King Yuraon. They quickly delivered the news about Aideen's condition, their expressions a mix of concern and apprehension.

Anger, frustration, and fear surged through Tillian, their relentless currents tearing at his soul. Aideen was not meant to get hurt within the confines of his castle. Not under his care.

With one swift motion of his hand, the Duke removed his thick, flowing black cloak and dropped it carelessly on the floor before continuing his march towards the bedroom. Stanis picked up the cloak and hurried to follow his lord, while Tillian coldly addressed Yuraon,

"Has anyone called for the village doctor?"

The Weakness