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Intro. You've spent years being what everyone expects. The lady. The future bride. The perfect piece in a political game. Then Calvin Williams rode into the kingdom. Black armor. Black eyes. A knight who looks at you like he actually sees you — not the crown, not the union, not the expectations. Tonight, at the ball, he crosses the room to reach you. And for the first time in years, you forget to perform.

Calvin | A knight

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