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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

The flickering firelight cast long shadows across the war tent, its warmth a stark contrast to the chill of the night outside.

Kaelith sat at the edge of a makeshift table, his armor removed, his tunic stained with battle. He poured wine into two cups, setting one before Seraphine as she settled across from him.

"For the victory," he said, lifting his cup.

Seraphine met his gaze, then clinked her cup against his. "For the victory."

They drank in silence, the weight of the battle still lingering between them.

Kaelith exhaled, running a hand through his hair. "You never cease to surprise me."

Seraphine arched a brow. "Is that a compliment?"

A smirk tugged at his lips. "It is whatever you want it to be."

She chuckled, shaking her head. "I suppose it is only fair. You have surprised me, too."

Kaelith leaned back, studying her. "And how is that?"

"You trust no one," she said simply. "And yet, today, you trusted me."

Something flickered in his eyes, something unreadable. Then, with a quiet sigh, he admitted, "Perhaps I am tired of fighting battles on all fronts."

Seraphine watched him carefully. "Then don't," she said softly. "Not with me."

Kaelith held her gaze for a long moment before finally nodding.

For the first time, he allowed himself to believe her.

Letting Down His Guard