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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

Rosalie stood before the suite door, her eyes filled with hesitation. She was still determining if it was the right moment to knock and deliver the message. However, her husband, Anryr, had explicitly instructed her to do so, emphasising the importance of informing the lady about the postponement of the audience with the king.

Given the recent argument between the couple, the steward believed that his wife would be the most suitable person to convey the message. Rafe, the healer, had also encountered Rosalie and shared his observations—describing the lady as fragile and sensitive. Both men agreed that the chief maid's gentle approach would be more effective than theirs.

Realising her duty, Rosalie fixed her gaze on the door, cleared her thoughts, and knocked firmly with her knuckles.

"My lady, it's me, Rosalie. May I come in?" she called out.

A Separate Room Request