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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

The delegation's pace slowed as they passed through the main gate of Gantz, the bustling city alive with the vibrant energy of its inhabitants.

The streets teemed with people hurrying to and fro, their footsteps blending into a symphony of bustling activity. Merchants called out their wares, enticing passersby with colourful displays. The air was filled with the enticing aromas of various cuisines wafting from street food stalls, tempting the senses.

As they ventured further into the city, their eyes darted around, taking in the sights and sounds. Brone, a figure of authority, the group leader, clicked his tongue, a subtle sign of annoyance. His gaze turned to his mage, a slender man riding a horse beside him.

"It seems your magic is not working, Derek," he scoffed with scepticism. "Everything seems fine here."

An Ambassador's Arrival