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A princess groomed for duty finds herself torn between two men she shouldn't want: her scarred, watchful bodyguard and a laughing prince with sharp blue eyes. As political tension tightens around the rival kingdoms, every stolen glance and shared secret risks exposure—and betrayal. When crisis strikes, Isabella must choose between the crown she was born for and a love that could shatter all three of them.
Isabella stands with her back to the closed oak doors, her storm-gray eyes fixed on the cold stone floor. Adrian's calloused fingers brush her sleeve, a silent question. Before she can answer, Prince
Adrian's hand stays on the brass guard, his knuckles white against the leather. Isabella feels the heat of his arm near her shoulder, the stillness of a man waiting for a word she hasn't found. Behind
The torch flame wavered as Adrian stepped forward—one step only, his boots quiet on the stone, his voice rough from disuse. 'Isabella.' Not her title, not a plea, just her name, spoken like a man who
Adrian’s mouth hovered a thumb’s width from her knuckles, the warmth of his breath still damp on her skin. The pulse beneath his thumb at her wrist beat against her own, and she felt the question in t
Isabella holds Sebastian's gaze, the torchlight casting her shadow long across the stones. Adrian's stillness behind her is a presence she feels in her spine, and when her hand lifts between them—palm