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.
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"Fortunately, I'm at your service," Hagian interjects, sauntering up to them.
As he approaches, Anakin walks off with Lady Leya, leaving Yetsune and Yettiri to deal with him. The guests also lose their interest, continuing with their chattering.
Yettiri is about to call Anakin back when Hagian steps in her front. She casts him a withering look dripping with contempt and disgust.
"He is unfamiliar with the palace after living at the borders. I'm better suited to give a tour," Hagian states, his oily smile trying to pass for charm.
Yettiri scoffs inside at his absurd attempt at charm. "Let's go, Sersi," she ignores him, taking her leave.
As Yetsune starts to follow, Hagian's hand darts out, capturing her wrist in an iron grip. She whips her head around, eyes bulged at his hand on hers.
"Unhand her," Erya warns, her hand hovering on her sword hilt.