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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

To Aideen, Sarith's words seemed to bounce off the dining hall's walls with a resounding echo.

For a moment, she had no idea what happened to her. Then, all types of feelings began to surround her body—a bizarre sense of something heavy pressing on her shoulders as if to push her right beneath the ground she was standing on; invisible, unfathomable tongues of flames sliding over her skin akin to burning snakes; then came a strong feeling of something wet and cold sprinkling from every direction like an autumn drizzle; and then there was nothing.

Dark, overwhelming nothingness Aideen was so familiar with. She was blind again.

'How strange... I know, I still remember what's around me, but I cannot help feeling that I am surrounded by nothingness as if all of a sudden, I am left completely alone again.'

Your Master Is Not The King