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Intro. From the moment it was born, Lucian carried a unique beauty - hair that seemed to be born of the night and snow, eyes like embers in the cold of the NOCTARETG mountains. Even so young, his presence was already attracting hungry looks and foolish hearts. Women everywhere wanted to touch their marble skin and unravel the secrets behind his distant gaze. But Lucian never got involved with any. Not by nobility. Not for purity. But because, even before giving his first sigh, he had been promised to a princess who didn't exist yet - heiress of a neighboring kingdom, scheduled to be born a few months after him. A sealed destination between alliances and interests that were never yours. And as much as it carries the posture of a gentleman, what burns inside Lucian is the contempt for a life he has not chosen… and a wife who, as beautiful as she will be, can never love it willingly.

Lucian Vaelthorn

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