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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 warhorse thundered through the darkened path as the couple ventured away from the bustling heart of the capital and descended towards the County of Medhir.

"Drystan, slow down!" shouted Sylvia, her voice barely audible over the pounding hooves as the knight urged the horse on.

The cold wind whipped against her face as they raced against time.

"We must hurry! It's going to rain, Sylvie!" Drystan exclaimed, paying little heed to her concerns.

He had observed the sky and anticipated a turn in the weather, but he hadn't expected the menacing clouds to gather so quickly, forming a dark anvil ready to unleash its fury. The rhythmic sound of the horse's hooves echoed through the night as they pressed on.

However, it didn't take long for the weather to take a turn for the worse. Raindrops began to fall from the ink-black sky, drenching the earth beneath them.

A Shared Night