The Elf Whore's Revenge

I saved the Dragon King when he was a beggar. He made me Duchess. My father repaid me by ripping off my elven face and giving it to my cousin Mira — the one who'd been fucking my fiancé. They threw me in a brothel. Three men raped the magic right out of me while my fiancé watched from the doorway, smiling. They think I'm broken. They think I gave in. What none of them know is I've lived this life before. Last time, I fought back. I died on a city wall. This time I don't fight. I let them steal everything. Because that Duchess title is a death sentence — and Mira is the one wearing it now.