Crown of Scars

I, Isabella de Montfort, heiress to a once-great ducal family. The first thing my husband, William, said to me when he got back from the battlefield was， “I’ve married a second wife. All you need to do is stay home and look after the child.” But I refuse to remain a victim of their marriage. William sneered and said, “Beatrice isn’t like you. She shares my ambition, my thirst for power. We speak the same language of strategy and conquest. But you? You’re good for chores, small tasks, and keeping quiet. You could never match her brilliance or be the partner I need.” Determined tears stung my eyes, but I would not let them fall. I reached for my sword and lance, I would defend my family's honor and reclaim my rightful place.