QueenFrieza

A powerless woman’s worst nightmare is marrying someone against her will. When those who are supposed to protect her betray her in the vilest of ways, Leonor is forced to marry a Duke known for his cold nature and repulsive appearance. After a miserable childhood, it shouldn’t have been a surprise to her that her future was never truly in her hands in the first place. 

Duke Desmond de Montclair was nobody before the war. He garnered the King’s favor by doing the impossible in battle. Unfortunately, any achievement is eclipsed by his appearance and unbearable personality. In a kingdom that idolizes beauty, there is no room for someone like him.

At first, Leonor finds life with the Duke to be what she’s used to - walking on eggshells and never speaking what’s truly in her heart. Eventually, things slowly start to change as the Duke learns about the horrors she faced while living with her family. His power becomes the key to her revenge.

However, in a moment where she feels cornered, Leonor confesses to the Duke that she’s in love with someone else. The progress she has made with the Duke comes crashing down around her. 

Will her magic abilities be enough to convince the Duke not to throw her out? If she can make herself useful to him, perhaps she can gain his sympathy somehow…

My Disfigured Duke Husband Helps Me Plot My Revenge

The bite of chocolate cake that Leonor had taken a bite of felt suddenly dry and she had to moisten her palate with a gulp of the dark dessert wine that had been brought to the table as they ate their sweets.

"Excuse me, Your Majesty?" Leonor was the first to respond.

She glanced at Desmond then the King, unsure of how she should respond. Was Stephano overstepping or was she being ungrateful for not immediately thanking him?

Staying in a place as luxurious as the Queen's palace sounded wonderful, but she knew how little Desmond had a desire to be in the palace in the first place. His estate on the southern end was a respite from people's gazes.

Staying in the epicenter of the cruelness seemed like a punishment rather than the favor Stephano so clearly thought it was.

"Just as I said," Stephano admitted. "We're going to have long days of meetings and delegations. It will be most convenient to have my right hand along with my left in one place."

The King's Surprises