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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

As morning arrived, the guards stationed outside the guestroom had been dismissed, their duty fulfilled.

The hand of a concerned maid rapped on the door, breaking the silence. With each knock, there was no response from the guest inside. The maid exchanged a worried glance with her companion, uncertainty clouding their expressions.

"What should we do? The lady doesn't seem to be waking up," the maid inquired, her voice laced with concern and a hint of urgency.

"Perhaps we should just go in? The door isn't locked, right?" her fellow maid suggested, contemplating the best course of action.

The maid reached for the door handle, her fingers wrapping around it. With a gentle twist, the door handle moved. She turned to her companion again, shaking her head in silent agreement, confirming their shared assumption.

Secret Affair Of The Lady