Who says a eunuch can’t fall in love?

In the noble courts of Valemont, everyone seems to agree that he cannot.
Theodore von Virchow is the duke’s second son. A decorated war hero. A man of quiet authority whose cold composure makes even seasoned nobles uneasy.
And he is devastatingly handsome.
Tall, broad-shouldered, and sinfully good-looking, Theodore looks like a man carved by the gods themselves. Many whisper that such beauty is a cruel waste on a eunuch.

With a single declaration, Theodore placed himself beyond the expectations of marriage, heirs, and romantic pursuits. Society accepted it without question.
The court pitied him.
The women stopped pursuing him.
And life quietly moved on.
Everyone accepted the truth.
Everyone… except Everetta Whitmore.
For thirteen years, Everetta has loved exactly one man. While society calls her foolish and her parents attempt to marry her off to more suitable lords, she refuses every offer placed before her.
Because Everetta Whitmore does not believe love should be so easily abandoned.
And if Theodore von Virchow truly is a eunuch?
Then she intends to find out exactly what a eunuch ‘can’ do.
Everetta begins a relentless pursuit that shocks the entire court. From scandalous masquerade balls to suspiciously convenient accidents in gardens, libraries, and moonlit balconies, she repeatedly throws herself into Theodore’s path with reckless determination.
She bumps into him.
Provokes him.
Tempts him.
And every time he tries to escape her, she only chases harder.
Until one evening, Theodore finally snaps.
“You are chasing a man who cannot give you anything,” he says coldly. “Have you no dignity?”
Everetta only smiles.
“Dignity?” she says sweetly. “If I cared about dignity, I wouldn’t be in love with you.”
But Theodore von Virchow is a man who keeps his distance from the world, guarding himself behind silence and restraint.
Least of all does he want the stubborn woman who refuses to leave him alone anywhere near his carefully ordered life.
Yet the more Everetta chases him, the more impossible it becomes for him to ignore her.
Because chasing a man who insists he cannot love her might ruin her reputation… but Everetta has never been afraid of scandal.
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A scandalous historical romance about obsession, forbidden desire, and the relentless woman determined to prove that even a eunuch cannot escape love forever.

Wasn't Friedrich supposed to be missing? Her own embarrassing worry about not being with child faded temporarily.


It wouldn't end well, she just knew it.


She glanced around the room. It was just like any other day - the sun flowed in through the large arched windows, reflecting off the polished surface of the dining table and the shiny marble floor. Friedrich sat at the right hand of his father, dressed in a white cotton shirt and a black waistcoat. His hair was neat as always, with wisps of his hair carefully falling over his forehead. But when she looked at his eyes and hardened jaw, she understood immediately that he wasn't pleased to see them.


The Duke however was dressed in a light brown tunic that covered his neck, a white shirt underneath. The old man looked healthy, his skin no longer pale and his eyes bright. Platters of freshly baked cakes, cheese, boiled eggs, butter and whatnot lined the large table.


Chapter 177 - Brothers