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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 second-in-command knight proceeded to explain the situation to them. He shared how Anna insisted on receiving training after being mocked by Sarah and her companions.

Sylvia's anger flared up. "Those... b*tches! I wish I could just yank their hair!"

Drystan, taken aback, quickly interjected, "Whoa... whoa... my lady, please mind your language! A noble woman should refrain from using such curse words."

Sylvia's chest heaved with anger, struggling to contain her emotions.

"I apologise for my outburst. I just can't get hold of myself! This is not the first time she mocked Lady Raychard, you know. That Lady James is still delusional, thinking she'll become the Grand Duchess!" Sylvia said, her voice filled with frustration.

Though surprised by the noble lady's daring remarks, Eric couldn't help but chuckle. Her strong-willed nature and cunningness showed that the descendant of the Marquess of Sylvere was not someone to be underestimated.

An Unsolved Dilemma