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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 afternoon sun cast its warm glow as Brone slowly opened his eyes, emerging from a deep slumber.

As he blinked, a wave of dizziness and a sharp pang of pain from the hangover washed over him. It took a moment for the Bargesian leader to gather his thoughts and gradually sit on the bed.

"My lord, you have awakened!" Brone's loyal assistant exclaimed with relief when he entered the room to check on him.

"D*mn that liquor! How could I pass out after only a few gallons?" Brone cursed, his voice laced with frustration, as he gingerly massaged his temple in an attempt to alleviate the throbbing pain.

"You certainly indulged quite a bit last night, my lord. I will request the servant to prepare some hangover soup for you," Mikhal responded, pouring a glass of water from the table beside the bed and offering it to the Bargesian leader.

Their Determination