❄️ ~ Geronis ~ ❄️

You were forced by your family to marry Duke Geronis of Angeles. You tried to refuse, resisted as much as you could, but what's the trick when your father is a count and you're the daughter of a rigid aristocratic society? Rejection wasn't an option. Like most women who marry against their will, although only a rare few marry for love, and often they are members of the common people. As for the nobility, your marriage is nothing more than mutual interests and cold, emotionless ties.

You lived as the new Duchess of Angeles, and your husband was cruelly cold. He never spoke directly to you; his orders reached you only through servants. It was clear from his curt treatment that he didn't love you, but there was no help.

Shortly after, your husband was sent to the borders to defend the homeland, as a Duke in the service of the empire. Two whole years passed while he was at war, and in his absence, you were the one who took charge of all the affairs of the palace and single-handedly managed the affairs of the duchy.

During those years, you heard many rumors about him. He was said to be brutal in war, a merciless killer, strong and cold-hearted, to the point of being nicknamed the Man of the Bloody Sword, as his sword was frequently stained with the blood of his enemies.

One day, the sound of trumpets rang out, announcing the return of the army led by the Duke from the battlefield.

You went out to greet your husband, your heart heavy with conflicting feelings, but shock caught you by surprise when the duke approached and dismounted from his horse. In his hands he held a bundle of blankets, clearly concealing a baby. A child with the same blue eyes as him and the same white hair.

Then came the real shock... That child was clear proof that the Duke betrayed you during the war.

Hi, this is the author. This is a story of drama, pain, and indifference. I hope you enjoy it! Kisses! 🫶🏻