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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

As Sylvia entered the main hall, she was greeted by her mother and two elderly ladies, who appeared to be midwives based on their attire. A foreboding sense quickly overwhelmed her at the sight of the two unfamiliar figures.

The Countess of Medhir set down her teacup and rose, a bright smile lighting up her face at her daughter's arrival.

Sylvia's personal maid, who had fetched her, stood aside with her hands clasped firmly over her stomach, giving way for the noble ladies' discussion.

"Oh, Sylvia! Congratulations!" Denise exclaimed, enveloping her daughter in a warm hug.

"Congratulations for what?" Sylvia asked, confused.

"Well… your maid handed me the purity cloth, and we saw the proof. You surely did well last night!" she praised.

Understanding her mother's remarks, Sylvia's cheeks flushed with embarrassment. She cleared her throat, trying to regain her composure.

A Newlywed Couple's First Argument