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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

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"I must make an announcement, Your Majesty," the Imperial Consort declares, drawing all eyes to her.

The Emperor's brow creases as he turns sharply, shooting her a silencing glare. "What are you doing?" the Empress hisses under her breath, a warning clear in her tone.

But the Imperial Consort still rises slowly from her seat, she steps forward with deliberate poise.

Her gaze sweeps over the crowd before narrowing on the Aisin royal family. The corners of her lips curl into a sly smile, unmistakable triumph flashing in her eyes.

"Your Majesty," she begins, her voice echoing across the vast hall, "I'm afraid the Crown Princess seated here is nothing but a fake."

The words hit like thunder. A collective gasp ripples through the crowd. Murmurs swell, shock and disbelief spreading like wildfire.

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