Slave Wife To The Captive Prince

ir was thick with dust, and the scent of old parchment filled his nostrils. As he poured o

rightful king claim his throne. Refuse, and suffer the consequences," Orion, Ronan's trusted guard, walked into the study room, h

ain. He knew that Shadowhand was a powerful ene

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er," he said, his voice laced with desperation. Lyra's expression was sympathetic, but her

do I save her, Lyra?" Lyra's eyes seemed to bore

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rison. The air was heavy with the stench of mold and decay. He pushed open the

r expression a mix of relief and wariness, "Where are yo

re to get you out of here," he said, his voice filled with determination. B

pen the door, revealing a moonlit night sky. Niamh'

watched. She glanced back, and her heart skipped a beat;

d Cassius escape. He knew that this wasn't t

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nd guarded by men loyal to him. He walked in and placed her inside,

u're safe now. I'll handle everything," Niamh nodded, still a bit dazed. She watched Ronan

wooden floorboards. A figure emerged from the shadows, car

es, "Welcome," the woman said, "I am Elara, a trusted servant. Young Master instructed me to tend to your nee

ned serious, and she glanced around the room before leaning in close, "You are here for your protection. Young Ma

ame in, his gaze lingering on her,

r hand, "I'm here for you, Niamh. I won't let anything happen to you, "Why are you risking your life for me?" Cassius' eyes soften, and he leans in, his vo

eless, Cassius' grip on her hand tightens, and he glances around the opulent pala

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Dragon's Breath' candies, the sign read. She grinned mis

rew wider. Ronan's expression turned severe, but he nodded curtly,

, "And if I win, Young Master?" Ronan's

with gusto, the spicy sweetness exploding in her mouth. Ro

upon realizing her victory, "I w

Niamh smiled sweetly, her eyes sparkling with mischief, "

impressed by her cunning, "Choose

Then, a bold glint appeared in her eye, "I want a dance