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Prince Caladyn was a man of resolute desire, a ruler who never allowed anything he wanted to slip through his fingers. From the moment he laid eyes on Seraphine, he knew she would be his. It was not a sudden, reckless infatuation, nor was it the kind of love that bloomed gently over time. It was an unshakable decision, a claim he made before his heart had even fully acknowledged its own ensnarement. Seraphine, the noblewoman bound by duty, was set to wed another-an arrangement dictated by bloodlines and politics, not by choice. Yet, Caladyn would not stand idly by and watch as she was taken…mehr

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Prince Caladyn was a man of resolute desire, a ruler who never allowed anything he wanted to slip through his fingers. From the moment he laid eyes on Seraphine, he knew she would be his. It was not a sudden, reckless infatuation, nor was it the kind of love that bloomed gently over time. It was an unshakable decision, a claim he made before his heart had even fully acknowledged its own ensnarement. Seraphine, the noblewoman bound by duty, was set to wed another-an arrangement dictated by bloodlines and politics, not by choice. Yet, Caladyn would not stand idly by and watch as she was taken from his reach. He was no desperate man pleading for affection; he was a sovereign who orchestrated fate to bend to his will. If time threatened to steal her away, he would steal her first. The pull was his answer-a tether unseen yet undeniable, an unbreakable chain forged by magic and royal command. With every passing day, its grip tightened, an invisible thread winding around Seraphine's very essence, pulling her ever closer to him. He had given her no warning, no choice, because love was not something he intended to gamble with. His courtship was unlike any nobleman's-there were no flowery words or tender sonnets, only the weight of his presence, the inescapable reality that he was already woven into her existence. She resisted at first, clinging to the illusion of freedom, but every stolen glance, every whispered command, every touch laced with power undid her resolve piece by piece. One night, when the moon bathed the castle in silver, he pulled her into his world completely. His gaze remained unwavering as he guided their joined hands down the chiseled contours of his chest, stopping where she could feel the intense thrumming of his heartbeat with unnatural clarity. She wondered if it was normal for someone's heart to beat so loudly, the sound echoing through her very being. His other hand, still circled around her waist, moved away from him, and he placed his thumb between her eyes, at the spot where the third eye was said to open the inner consciousness of a person. "Aperi," he whispered. It was not a plea-it was a command, a key turning in the lock of something she had yet to understand. The pull flared within her, a force no longer subtle but roaring, dragging her toward him as though the universe itself conspired in his favor. The wedding loomed near, but Caladyn knew one thing with certainty: she would never belong to another. Not when he had already

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