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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

The battlefield around the capital was a cacophony of clashing swords and battle cries. Tillian, Stanis, Kassian, and Yanad led their troops with unwavering determination, their blades gleaming under the morning sky as they pressed forward against King Euris's forces. It seemed like victory was within their grasp, their combined might slowly but surely overpowering the enemy.

Tillian's eyes locked onto King Euris, who stood at the heart of his faltering army. With a nod to his soldiers, he advanced, his massive black sword held high, ready to clash one-on-one with the king. The two leaders faced each other, the tension between them ready to ignite.

King Euris's lips curled into a sneer as he lifted his sword, matching Tillian's stance. "Even if you defeat me here, Duke Valentine, you will still lose this war."

Tillian's eyes narrowed. "And why is that?"

The Duke and the King