The Duchess Wins Without Lifting a Finger

After the fall of her kingdom, Daisy is unlucky enough to end up at the estate of an iron-blooded duke. She thinks she's walked straight into a tiger's den, but who would have thought she'd stumble onto a path to an easy life and start winning without lifting a finger?

At first, the duke sits while she stands, and even a cat ranks above her. Later, Daisy lounges on the duke's lap, her eyes curved into smiles as she cuddles his beloved pet.

"Be a good kitty, okay? There you go, good kitty~"

At a noble's banquet, Daisy rises onto her toes and gives the duke a quick, light peck on the cheek.

"I like you~"

A faint blush spreads over the duke's ears, but he gives nothing away. He turns around and pins her behind the curtains, smiling as he says, "I don't think that was quite the right spot..."

#HeLooksLikeAChampionButIsActuallyAdorableAndDominant#

A double-standard, fiercely protective, doting husband X a gentle, sweet, fallen kingdom's little princess

Content warning: Not a strong female lead, not traditional Western fantasy, just a silly, sugary romance with no literary pretensions.

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