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In a world torn apart by ancient enmities, a marriage of convenience is brokered between the rival nations of Solyria and Nuria. The union is steeped in political intrigue and desperation, as the curse afflicting the Solyrian prince can only be cured by a nurian person—a member of the enemy nation.

Caught in the midst of this arrangement are Noori, the daughter of the Emperor of Nuria, and Dastan, the cursed prince of Solyria. Their fates become intertwined as they are bound together in matrimony, despite their vastly different backgrounds and intentions.

For Dastan, the marriage represents a means to an end—the lifting of his curse. Once freed from his affliction, he seeks to dissolve the union and reclaim his sovereignty. However, Noori harbors a deeper agenda. Driven by a desire for revenge against the Solyrian kingdom, she sees the marriage as an opportunity to sow discord and chaos from within. What happens when their hateful relationship evolves into something more, forcing one of them to reconsider their plans to save the marriage? And when their hidden histories are revealed, will they be able to maintain their marriage amidst the turmoil?


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My Queen's Touch

<p>The carriage rushed through the rocky path, jostling Noori in its uncomfortable seat as she sat with a deep pondering expression etched upon her face. "I can't just stay back here any longer," she muttered to herself, her voice carrying a note of determination. "I must find the Soul Whisperer quickly." Her fingers clenched tightly around one another, her knuckles turning white with the force of her grip.</p>

<p>The jumpy road stretched on for what felt like an eternity, disorienting Noori for a moment. It had been almost an hour since the carriage had set off, yet it still hadn't reached its destination. "I don't remember it to be this rocky." The palace of the banquet couldn't be far from the main palace, and Noori had been there once before for a dance practice. Her thoughts whirled until she finally brought them to a halt.</p>

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