Luka Duchess
Who's Keyna?

This wound.

Metteo looked at the face of the brother who was very cheerful, as if his burden had been lost. Metteo turned his head, he wiped the corner of his tears

"Thank you so much Metteo, you brought it. I don't know what else to thank you for."

"I'm glad to see you smiling" Metteo said with a sliced heart. Whether when the feeling was present, if he could prevent it, of course he would prevent it or he would throw away his heart which was written the name of the Duchess. If he could, he would do it.

"When are you going to meet Keyna?"

"Come on, brother, I don't know" replied Metteo. When his heart cried, he could not meet Keyna. He did not want Keyna to be the outlet of his heart.

"Oh so, you don't have to worry. The duchess is fine."

"Yes, I know brother." Metteo went straight away, he couldn't stand being in the same room. He leaned his back against the brown door. He held something in his heart. As much as possible, he did not look sad.

I'm sorry Keyna, I didn't mean to betray you, but this wound is proof of my feelings for the Duchess.

"Duke, what's wrong with you?" ask a woman. His eyes saw both of Duke Marcello's eyes flushed red.

"I still have business, I'm out for a minute."

Duchess Natalie turned her body, looking at Duke Marcello who was getting further away.

"Hemm, meet her lover. Very romantic,"

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Duchess Natalie turned her body again, the intention of her heart she wanted to meet with Metteo, her husband's twin brother. I wanted to ask you something about Keyna.

"Duchess." The man smiled full of tenderness, stored a million loves in his heart.

"Ah, yes. It just so happens that I want to meet Mr. Metteo. Can we talk to both of us? we're chatting outside."

"All right, come on."

Metteo wanted to push the wheel, but Duchess Natalie took over the wheelchair. "Let me alone."

"Ah, no need. I won't get tired of just pushing Mr." Duchess Natalie remains determined, she wants to do it, according to the impulse of her heart.

Arriving outside, Duchess Natalie stopped the wheelchair, looking at the snow-covered courtyard. Even roses that bloom do not escape the snow that falls.

"Did the Duchess like it?" She knew Natalie loved roses.

"Ah, yes.. L like it. White and Red roses. It's beautiful if both of them bloom."

"I know, the Duchess must have loved it. What the Duchess does not want to play snow, usually the Duchess likes to play."

"Looks like Mr. Metteo knows my favorite."

Duke Marcello or Metteo was jolted, of course he knew everything, because he was the real Duke Marcello. His relationship with the Duchess will never be forgotten.

"I only know the story of Duke Marcello."

"Why, I feel Mr. Metteo knows better than Duke Marcello. I feel comfortable with Duke."

You don't know, that I'm the real Duchess. Wait a minute, baby, I'll be with you.

"Yes, maybe because I look like Duke."

Duchess Natalie chuckled, but she felt something was pulling her on Metteo. He stared at Metteo's face, the two faces were very similar, there was not even a gap that could tell him apart. He was so confused, what the previous owner of the body had a relationship with Metteo or love triangle, but according to the story Duke Marcello has been in a relationship with Duchess Natalie.

"Duke, uh sorry. I mean Mr. Metteo, I want to ask you something. Do you know what? who's Keyna?"

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Duke Marcello stiffened, he did know his name, but about Keyna he didn't know.

"Did Mr Metteo know? I feel like he has a relationship with Duke Marcello. I've seen him come twice to the Duke's residence. It feels so strange that they don't have a relationship."

"Me, me..."

"Miss Keyna is Mr. Metteo's lover." The sound made the two men look. He saw Duke Marcello with a woman.