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Born as an unwanted heir, Prince Kaelith has spent his life fighting for a place in a kingdom that never truly accepted him. When a political alliance forces him into an arranged marriage with the enigmatic Lady Seraphine, he sees it as yet another chain binding him to a fate he never chose.

But Seraphine is not what she seems. Beneath her beauty and grace lies a woman with secrets—secrets that could shake the very foundations of the kingdom. As Kaelith slowly unravels the web of deceit surrounding his new bride, he finds himself drawn to her in ways he never expected.

When a devastating betrayal threatens to break him, Kaelith is left questioning everything: his loyalty, his love, and the truth about the woman who now shares his bed. As war looms and hidden enemies close in, Kaelith and Seraphine must navigate a treacherous game of power, desire, and deception.

Will love be enough to mend the wounds of betrayal, or will their secrets tear them apart forever?

A tale of passion, political intrigue, and slow-burning romance, The Unwanted Prince is a gripping historical fantasy where love and loyalty are tested in the fires of war.

Am unwanted

Seraphine's lips parted, but no words came.

Kaelith watched her carefully, his fingers still lingering against her skin, a silent reminder that he held the upper hand—at least for now.

"You want the truth?" Her voice was softer than before, laced with something fragile, something she rarely allowed him to see.

Seraphine exhaled slowly, her lashes lowering for the briefest moment before she met his gaze again.

"Then let me ask you this—what will you do with it?"

Kaelith narrowed his eyes. "That depends on what it is."

Seraphine let out a quiet, humorless laugh. "And if it changes everything?"

"Then you should have thought about that before you chose to keep secrets from me." His tone was sharp now, his patience thinning.

Seraphine's expression didn't falter, but something in her eyes shifted—just for a second. A flicker of hesitation.

"Who are you protecting?" His voice was low, demanding. "Tell me, Seraphine."

She shook her head. "You wouldn't understand."

Seraphine inhaled sharply, looking away. Kaelith could see the war within her, the push and pull between self-preservation and whatever truth she kept locked inside.

She had given him breadcrumbs, glimpses into the parts of her she didn't show the world. But this—this was the moment of reckoning.

Or would she let the walls between them grow even higher?

Kaelith took her chin between his fingers, forcing her to look at him. "Tell me."

Seraphine stared at him, her pulse quick beneath his touch.

Kaelith's grip tightened for a fraction of a second before he released her.

Seraphine's breath caught, but she didn't ask what he meant.

Kaelith would find the truth himself.

And when he did, there would be no turning back.

Unraveling the Mask