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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 Clara slowly fluttered her eyelids, the darkness that had clouded her sight dissipated, replaced by the gentle glow of light. It took her a while to fully open her eyes and gather her thoughts, her gaze darting around the unfamiliar room.

A sharp ache surged through her leg, causing her to grunt in pain. Determinedly, she lifted her upper body and tugged at the blanket, exposing her right leg, swathed in tightly wrapped bandages.

In response to her discomfort, a man with a slender figure, long black hair, and captivating black orb eyes emerged from behind a screen, drawn by the sound of her struggle. A warm, reassuring smile adorned his lips as he spotted Clara, now sitting upright on the bed.

"You're awake!" Ayden exclaimed, his voice brimming with excitement and relief.

Confusion etched itself onto the knightess's features as she took in the presence of this unknown man.

The Awakened Knightess