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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

"Ouch... ouch! That hurts!" Eli's pained cry echoed through the room as the pack of ice pressed against his face, eliciting a sharp sting.

"Oh, come on! Don't be such a baby!" Emily retorted.

Amongst the group of revived guards, gatekeepers, and knights, Eli, the youngest of them all, seemed to be the crankiest.

"Just go slowly, please! It still hurts!" Eli pleaded, his discomfort palpable.

"I will if you stop complaining!" Emily snapped back, her patience wearing thin.

Drystan, unable to resist a jab, chimed in with a teasing tone, "Poor you, Eli. You've got such a fierce person nursing you!"

Emily's glare pierced through the knight as she bristled at the remark. She didn't find being called a fierce person amusing in the slightest.

"A fierce person, you say?" her voice dripped with sarcasm. "Fine then! Nurse him yourself!"

A Trembling Maid