Duke, Please Let Go of My Ankle!

In a dawn-inspired haze, I accidentally sent a love letter. And of all people, it went to Derek Frith, the Duke who’s first on the war draft list, ranked number one as the man likely to break the bed on the wedding night, and known as the Blood Sea of Kriant… Your Grace! I beg you, please return it unopened! The letter that should have remained sealed was ultimately exposed to the world. But… The man who seemed poised to end Audrey’s life at any moment is behaving rather oddly? He’s donning elaborate attire he’s never worn before, And his words hover between compliments and thinly veiled threats. “Your eyes remind me of the hilt of a treasured sword.” “…Pardon?” “It was a beautiful ...