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IMPORTANT NOTE: Please be known that this book wouldn't have made it this far without the support my dear writing buddy Rachel E. Canton who is a great writer of SINS OF THE SERAPHIM - https://www.webnovel.com/book/sins-of-the-seraphim_26438336605116805 and Derek J. Perna

To Rachel & Derek, Thank you for everything!
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When the last heir of Ardel lost everything, fate would bring her to her rightful protector.

Anna Adhemar, the forgotten princess, found herself betrayed by the Regent. Hunted by the Bargesians and the ruthless slave traders, she desperately fled for her life. 

Rescued by a mysterious man, her newfound safety was short-lived as she succumbed to a potent aphrodisiac. Then, she awoke in the arms of the fearsome Knight Commander of Gerhard, stripped bare, in a foreign kingdom. 

Fear, confusion, and a sense of profound devastation enveloped her. 

But the man before her declared, "I am your husband. I married you last night."

Then, with unwavering determination, he vowed, " You're my woman now. No one can hurt my woman."
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Kyren Raychard, the Crown Prince who had chosen to forsake the throne and became celibate, led the Knights of Gerhard to safeguard his kingdom’s border from slave trading activities.

Outside his camp, he found Anna poisoned and delirious. The healer informed him of the only cure, of which he must race against time to give and honour her. 

For the first time, he felt an overwhelming instinct to protect and claim her as his own. 

Unaware of his deepening affection, he belatedly realised his feelings as he stood on the brink of losing her.

Bound by a soul-binding spell, their fates intertwined…

The Grand Duke's Soulmate

Rafe yawned for the third time. His eyes were sore, and his eyelids kept pulling down despite his attempts to stay awake. His head began to tilt lazily to Ayden, who sat beside him and shared the same expression.

"God, I want to sleep..." he complained tiredly, resting his head on his assistant's droopy shoulder.

"Mr Amares, don't lean on me. I'm tired too!" Ayden pushed his head away. The assistant healer's eyes had turned hollow as he had been sleep-deprived. His lips curled into a wearied sneer as he turned to the healer.

Eric shook his head and looked at the two men complaining of insufficient sleep.

"Weak!" he snarled at them as he crossed his arms on his broad chest. Unlike those two, Eric appeared wide awake and still looking dashing. A few sleepless nights did not affect his strength.

"Hey... we're healers! Not knights like you!" Rafe retorted with a sour face.

The Precious Lady