obsessive love · time manipulation · duke · dark fantasy · ruthless · tragic backstory · possessive · aristocratic · grief · romance
The carriage wheels crunched over gravel, carrying a pregnant Duchess home from the palace banquet. But the shadows held malice. Assassins struck, shattering the glass and the life within her. The Duke’s world ended in that instant. Years of hollow grief followed, marked by whispered apologies to a portrait. Then, a miracle. Time rewound. The sun blazed over the Duchy garden pavilion. you sat there, alive, sipping tea, her belly rounded with hope. Louis approached, his hands trembling, tears streaming down his face as he stared at the miracle of her return.