TheOtherNoble

“You are the least objectionable groom of all the ones I’ve seen,” Anaisa replied seriously. 

“Thank you for the glowing compliment,” Trace grinned, “but that didn’t quite answer my question.” 
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Anaisa is an orphan and a pariah. In an ultimate act of betrayal, her father, a Count of the Realm, is accused of deserting and betraying the army in a time of war. Not only is he immediately executed for the offense, but the king declares he must have been a fake all along! His two daughters are stripped of their titles and inheritance, replaced by a distant cousin and cast out of their home with nothing. Anaisa swears someday she will get her title and lands back, but in the mean time, she and her sister Katia have to figure out how to survive. 

Trace is an anomaly among his people; instead of revealing their son as a magic user and thrusting him into the public eye, his parents kept it a secret to allow him to choose the kind of life he wanted. Trace found himself content to rest and play in his own dream world instead of invading the nighttime visions of others.

As an adult, his choice to remain unknown is thrown into jeopardy when a mysterious blackmailer forces Trace to enlist in the territorial war between nations, threatening to reveal his secret if the demand is not met. With the war now over, Trace believes he can finally go home to his farm and live the simple, unremarkable life he’s always desired. 

When Anaisa and Trace are thrown together by a royal edict, the sisters find themselves unwittingly tangled in the web of mystery and intrigue that surrounds the blackmailer’s escalating assignments for Trace. Anaisa begins to suspect it may be connected to the plot to replace her family in the noble court. As the scheme continues to unfold, lives, loves, marriages, and magic will be put to the test to see what forces in the world are strongest.

Dreamwalker's Bride

"Your–Your Majesty?" Trace was sure he must have misheard.

"Bathe yourself before reporting to the Princess's chambers. Unless a more suitable bodyguard is found, you will have the job until further notice." King Harold declared. "Show him the way, and get him a uniform."

"But Father!" The princess interrupted.

"As to the matter of how much mobility my daughter will be allowed, I will discuss it with the lords' Advisory and give the order." The King waved him away. "Daughter, return to your room while I consider the matter."

"Do not disobey me," King Harold looked more weary and worried than angry, but his words held a finality to them that could not be ignored, even by his daughter.

The spoiled princess pursed her lips and whirled to leave the room. Anaisa sent Trace an anxious look before following after her temporary mistress.

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