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My Queen's Touch

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? ---------------------------- Book Cover by discord : writerbubble1234 instagram : @writerbubble

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Upon seeing the letter, a crumpled parchment with an ancient appearance that seemed out of place in the modern world, Dastan paid little heed to its weathered condition. His excitement surged, eager to discover the contents and perhaps find some answers to his lingering questions. Rising from his seat with anticipation, he reached out for the letter, hoping it held some communication from his older brother, Isa.

As he unfolded the parchment, Dastan's eyes scanned the text, drinking in every word written by Isa's hand. The ink seemed to breathe life into the parchment, transporting him to his brother's world amidst the harsh desert landscape. Yet, amidst the descriptions of faraway lands and longing for home, Dastan's heart clenched at Isa's words of missing him dearly.

"Mother, How is Dastan? I have missed him dearly especially around this time of the year."