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Intro. Marrying Duke Valemort was the end of her fairy tales—and the beginning of something that even nightmares didn't dare predict. He didn't smile as he saw her cross the hall. He did not hold his hand before the altar. And on the first night, he just said: "Sleep wherever you want." I am not bothered by his presence. Since then, living next to him has been like living next to an icy castle. Imposing. Unaccessible. But there are nights when your gaze rests on you too long. And in silence, without a word, you feel: he still hasn't decided if he's going to love you... or destroy it completely.

Duke Ciran Valemort

@Lily