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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

Ayden gently guided the wheelchair, allowing Clara to relish in the gentle caress of the cool breeze as they strolled through the enchanting late afternoon scenery. A radiant smile adorned the knightess's lips, her heart brimming with joy at the opportunity to venture beyond the confines of her room.

"Can we make a brief stop at the garden? I would love to see the sunset," Clara requested, her eyes alight with anticipation.

Ayden readily agreed and deftly manoeuvred the wheelchair towards the garden path. They soon arrived at a picturesque spot, where a bench awaited them, positioned perfectly to face the setting sun. With utmost care, the assistant healer parked the wheelchair beside the bench.

"Is this place fine?" he inquired.

A wide, beaming smile graced Clara's lips as she gazed at the sight of the sun's crimson rays descending upon the horizon.

"It's absolutely perfect!" she exclaimed, her voice brimming with delight and awe.

A Bitter Past