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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 burst into the elegant parlour, his usually composed demeanour replaced by a palpable sense of panic. His footsteps echoed through the opulent room as he frantically searched for the princess.

Meanwhile, Anna sat gracefully in an exquisite armchair, her delicate fingers manoeuvring the knitting needles as she focused intently on her current project.

The soft click-clack of the needles created a soothing rhythm that echoed through the tranquil parlour. The princess was now on her own as Rosalie had left to attend to another task assigned by the steward.

As Rafe's gaze fell upon the princess, he hurried towards her, his steps quick and urgent. His breath came in short, uneven gasps as he finally reached her side. With a quivering voice, he began, "My lady, please hear me!"

Attempting to ignore him, the princess feigned indifference, pretending he wasn't even there. But Rafe persisted. His voice was urgent.

A Heartfelt Confession