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Frostbound Rebirth: The Lady and the Northern Duke

Betrayed by her own family and left to die on the frozen marble floors, Seraphel’s final breath carried a single, desperate wish — to change the cruel future that awaited her. Her sister, the Empress, and her husband, the Viscount, had used her as a pawn in their ruthless bid for the throne. As darkness swallowed her, fate answered. She awakened years in the past, her memories of that painful life completely intact. No longer the naive young lady who trusted too easily, Seraphel vowed to rewrite her destiny. With sharp wit and calculated schemes, she began weaving her way through the treacherous noble houses of the Eastern Empire. Her carefully laid plans soon led her straight into the path of the most powerful and feared man in the realm — the young Duke of the North, Fenrik Mirrorfall. Cold as eternal frost and seemingly devoid of all emotion, Fenrik possessed a beauty that rivaled the immortals, his striking golden eyes capable of piercing through any facade. He was a man of countless secrets, and one glance told Seraphel that getting close to him would be dangerous. Yet danger was exactly what she needed. Beware the frozen heart that begins to beat. “You’re not as fragile as you pretend, Lady Seraphel,” Fenrik said, his golden eyes gleaming under the moonlight as he cornered her in the snowy courtyard. “Tell me… what is a reborn woman like you truly plotting?” Seraphel smiled faintly, masking the racing of her heart. “If I told you, Your Grace, would you still offer me your protection… or would you become my greatest obstacle?” A faint smirk touched his lips, the first crack in his icy mask. “Careful. Playing with me might change more than just your future.”