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When powerless, unfavoured Princess Soleia was arranged to marry the newly titled Duke Orion Elsher, she assumed they would find love eventually.

Who knew that her father would send off her husband mere hours later to fight a war?

Soleia was left alone to deal with an impoverished fief, a crumbling estate, and spiteful, vindictive relatives of the Duke who all wished to see her gone. 

She couldn’t leave― there was nowhere else to go. Soleia desperately wanted her husband to return so he could offer her a helping hand. However, when he did, he returned with Elowyn, a woman he claimed was his true love. 

A woman hellbent on taking her place as the rightful Duchess, no matter what she had to do to get Soleia out of the way. 

Mistreated, misunderstood, and miserable, Soleia was eventually thrown out of the estate she helped build.

Fortunately, when one door closes, another one opens. Unknown to Soleia, a man more powerful than her husband had been watching her, waiting for the right time to snatch her into his gilded cage. Duke Elsher had been foolish to let go― but the crown prince of Raxuvia wouldn’t make the same mistake.

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Prequel to Stolen by the Rebel King.

The Hidden King's Stolen Wife

Rafael's heart fell when he saw Soleia quickly approaching. She hadn't noticed them yet and seemed to simply be following instructions on where to head to. While Rafael hoped that it wouldn't be to greet his brothers, he knew that there was little chance of that wish coming true, especially when there was no one here to welcome the Raxuvian royalty.

"Such a beauty," he commented. "Why have I never heard of her before today?" Then, he turned to Raziel and said, "How open do you think King Godwin will be to the idea of gifting her to me as a concubine?"

"Considering your horrible history with women who you've married, it's highly unlikely," Raziel replied, his voice cool and calm, without even a single emotion. "How many of your four previous concubines have survived for longer than a month?"

"It isn't my fault they have a weak stature," Ricard retorted, his eyes still glued to Soleia, roaming up and down her figure.

Nearly Identical