Synopsis
More than a month had passed since Lariella became Duke Elmano's wife, and yet the marriage remained unconsummated. Each night followed the same routine — he would appear at her door in his nightclothes, press a quick, lifeless kiss to her lips, murmur some flat greeting, and then promptly fall asleep before making his way back to his own room. What was going on with Duke Elmano, exactly? Did he not like women? Was something wrong with him physically? Or was it that he preferred men altogether? The duchess's frustration — wanting to, yet having nothing happen — was getting…
