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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

Dastan's neck stiffened as his eyes fluttered open, the room cloaked in darkness cast by the drawn curtains. His brows furrowed deeply, and a sharp pain throbbed through his neck, causing him to grimace in discomfort. With a slow, cautious movement, he reached up to massage his aching neck, hoping to alleviate the discomfort.

"Agh!" He groaned, the muscles of his face contorting with the intensity of the pain. He gently tilted his head from side to side, seeking relief, but his efforts were interrupted by a startling realization—the bed was empty, devoid of Noori's presence.

"Where did she go?" His hand retreated from his neck, grasping the edge of the chair as he prepared to rise. Panic crept into his voice, his irritation evident at her sudden disappearance without any explanation. He scanned the room, confirming her absence, and noticed that the door stood slightly ajar, a silent invitation to investigate.

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