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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

Rafe dashed toward the treatment room, Armel following closely behind him.

A serious expression painted his face, and his hurried steps echoed through the hallway. Rhen, the little puppy, was no longer in sight; the teenager had tied him up at the doghouse before fetching the healer.

"Everything's going to be all right, Elis! Hang on!" Kiev said, his tone striving to contain the panic rising within him.

He laid her gently on the bed and sat at its edge, holding her hands after tucking her in. The Mederian Prince's face had paled, and Elis could feel his hands trembling. It seemed he needed the reassurance of her safety more than her.

"I'm all right, Kiev. The pain is bearable," she told him.

"You're bleeding! Do you know how dangerous that is?" the Mederian Prince responded worriedly.

Elis pressed her lips together. If she tried to console him further, she feared it would only heighten his anxiety. It was best not to trigger his emotions.

A Much Needed Help