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Trapped by a generations-old marriage alliance, Princess Yetsune yearns to break free from her gilded cage.

Her dream of freedom turns into a nightmare when she makes the reckless decision to embark on an escapade to the kingdom she is betrothed to and falls into a tangled web of forbidden love, political deceit and betrayal.

Disguised as a commoner, a chance encounter with Callan, the Empress’s brother brings about a love at first sight that soon turns into a passionate romance. Clinging onto Callan, Yetsune decides to go against her destiny and escape the marriage alliance.

But when deceit and betrayal entangles her with the Imperial Princes, she becomes a pawn in a dangerous game of power and influence.

With her identity exposed too soon and factions vying for her hand and the power it brings, Yetsune's plan spins out of control.

Though her heart belongs to Callan, Yetsune is forced into a marriage of convenience with the Third Prince. Their marriage as well as the military power the Third Prince yields spins her into a web of schemes to obtain the throne.
Yetsune must navigate a treacherous path in a court swarming with deceit, betrayals, obsession and romance. 

Can she reunite with her first love or will she embrace this dangerous marriage with the Third Prince?


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The Princess’s Bittersweet Marriage to a Doting Commander

Yetsune sits in the moonlit courtyard while Erya's asleep in her room. The recent events weigh heavily on her mind—Lord Azryn, hurt by her deceit, and the Noble Consort, anxious for her son. Her thoughts drift to the consequences of her deception being exposed.

Will the Noble Consort who has shown her maternal affection turn her away? What of Cirdan, who now sees her as a sister? The thought of losing his friendship saddens her. Even Nalan and Attendant Nan, who already consider her and Erya part of the Moon Palace family?

She closes her eyes, recalling the hurt in Lord Azryn's eyes when she fell silent at his question. The memory sends a pang of guilt through her heart

A soft meow interrupts her brooding. She looks around, searching for the source of the sound. The meowing continues, drawing her gaze to a cluster of small plants near the courtyard entrance.

The white cat