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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

Melania's tanned cheeks ignited with an intense blush, and her lips curled into a shy smile as she replied.

"I think it depends on the person standing before the princess. If they are not to her liking, no matter how perfect they are, they will never be good enough for her."

Yuraon accepted her words with a wide smile of his own.

"So the princess has high standards and knows what she wants… I quite like that."

Gliding past the King as the dance progressed, the princess could not help but chuckle, promptly concealing her amused expression by hiding her face behind the man's shoulder.

"It does not take much to impress you, Your Majesty. I was firmly convinced that all the Davoorian ladies were pretty much like that; the legends portray them as strong and independent women adored by their men."

When A Davoorian Man Falls In Love