The Princess’s Bittersweet Marriage to a Doting Commander
Trapped by a generations-old marriage alliance, Princess Yetsune yearns to break free from her gilded cage. Her dream of freedom turns into a nightmare when she makes the reckless decision to embark on an escapade to the kingdom she is betrothed to and falls into a tangled web of forbidden love, political deceit and betrayal. Disguised as a commoner, a chance encounter with Callan, the Empress’s brother brings about a love at first sight that soon turns into a passionate romance. Clinging onto Callan, Yetsune decides to go against her destiny and escape the marriage alliance. But when deceit and betrayal entangles her with the Imperial Princes, she becomes a pawn in a dangerous game of power and influence. With her identity exposed too soon and factions vying for her hand and the power it brings, Yetsune's plan spins out of control. Though her heart belongs to Callan, Yetsune is forced into a marriage of convenience with the Third Prince. Their marriage as well as the military power the Third Prince yields spins her into a web of schemes to obtain the throne. Yetsune must navigate a treacherous path in a court swarming with deceit, betrayals, obsession and romance. Can she reunite with her first love or will she embrace this dangerous marriage with the Third Prince? I will be updating every day so please add to your library for steady updates. The cover is not mine but edited by me.
The dance
{Music Recommendation- Into the woods by Joel Sunny}
The musicians begin playing a slow, lilting melody on the instruments.
Anakin extends his second hand toward Yetsune. She hesitates, but at last, she takes it. He guides her hand gently to his shoulder while her eyes darts around nervously, afraid of all the eyes judging her.
"Focus," Anakin whispers.
She swallows hard, her fingers digging into his shoulder. "I can't," she admits, her voice trembling. "I'm too nervous."
"Keep your eyes on me," he commands softly. Tilting her chin up with his finger, he captures her gaze. His charcoal pupils seem to swallow her whole, commanding and yet strangely tender. "Like this," he whispers.
Her lips part slightly, stunned by the gentleness in his command. She lowers her eyes, taking a shaky breath before nodding, just once.