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The Grand Duke's Soulmate

IMPORTANT NOTE: Please be known that this book wouldn't have made it this far without the support my dear writing buddy Rachel E. Canton who is a great writer of SINS OF THE SERAPHIM - https://www.webnovel.com/book/sins-of-the-seraphim_26438336605116805 and Derek J. Perna To Rachel & Derek, Thank you for everything! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ When the last heir of Ardel lost everything, fate would bring her to her rightful protector. Anna Adhemar, the forgotten princess, found herself betrayed by the Regent. Hunted by the Bargesians and the ruthless slave traders, she desperately fled for her life. Rescued by a mysterious man, her newfound safety was short-lived as she succumbed to a potent aphrodisiac. Then, she awoke in the arms of the fearsome Knight Commander of Gerhard, stripped bare, in a foreign kingdom. Fear, confusion, and a sense of profound devastation enveloped her. But the man before her declared, "I am your husband. I married you last night." Then, with unwavering determination, he vowed, " You're my woman now. No one can hurt my woman." --- Kyren Raychard, the Crown Prince who had chosen to forsake the throne and became celibate, led the Knights of Gerhard to safeguard his kingdom’s border from slave trading activities. Outside his camp, he found Anna poisoned and delirious. The healer informed him of the only cure, of which he must race against time to give and honour her. For the first time, he felt an overwhelming instinct to protect and claim her as his own. Unaware of his deepening affection, he belatedly realised his feelings as he stood on the brink of losing her. Bound by a soul-binding spell, their fates intertwined…

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Kyren's Departure (I)

The first crack of dawn gradually broke through the darkness, bringing with it the promise of a new day. The world awoke from its slumber, revealing a captivating transformation. 

A breathtaking scenery took its place as the sky began to lighten, transitioning from the velvety of the night to a soft palette of purples, pinks, and oranges at Port Braska. The colours reflected off the calm waters, casting an enchanting glow that danced upon the waves.

Several fleets of ships, consisting of majestic carracks, sleek galleys, and sturdy cogs, lined up along the shore of Port Braska, creating an impressive sight. The ships stood tall, their sails billowing in the breeze. Each vessel was meticulously organised, with crews and supplies ready to embark on their journey.