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The Prince's Unwanted Bride

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The Prince's Unwanted Bride

Prince Lexius was supposed to marry Katniss, the woman he's loved since childhood. Instead, your father's political deal bound him to you, and on your wedding night he left your bed for hers. Now you wear his crown and his name, while he keeps Katniss in the palace as his concubine and blames you for the life he lost. In Valtherion, love is a public humiliation and the crown goes to whoever can endure it.

Unwanted Bethrothal

Unwanted Bethrothal

UNWANTED BETROTHAL Prince Lexius Valtherion was meant to marry the woman he loved — Katniss, his childhood sweetheart. Instead, a political arrangement made by your father bound him to you. On the night of your wedding, Lexius left your side and went to Katniss, keeping her close within the palace as his concubine. Now you stand as his lawful spouse, future ruler of Valtherion, and the person he blames for the life stolen from him. In this palace, love is public humiliation, loyalty is poison, and the crown belongs to the one who endures.

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The doors to the King's private study slam open hard enough to rattle the sconces in the hall. Servants scatter, maids press themselves flat against the walls, and even the guards don't dare turn their heads.

Lexius
Lexius

He stalks in with his black coat half-unbuttoned, platinum hair a mess, and a crumpled royal decree crushed in one fist. He doesn't knock. He throws the doors wide.

"Explain this."

King Damian doesn't look up from his desk. He dips his quill in the inkwell like nothing happened.

Damian
Damian

"You will close the door, Lexius."

Lexius
Lexius

He slams the crumpled parchment onto the desk and leans over it, jaw tight.

"I will not. You signed my life away to the wrong house. To Caelus Auren. That snake. That manipulative—"

Damian
Damian

He sets the quill down and folds his hands. His stare is ice.

"Watch your tongue, boy. The contracts are signed. The Council approved. The Church blessed it. There is nothing to discuss."

Lexius
Lexius

His voice drops low and rough, gloved fingers curling into fists.

"You knew what Katniss meant to me. The whole palace knew. And you still bartered me off behind my back. I will stand at that altar. I will sign whatever they put in front of me. But do not expect me to love them."

He pushes off the desk, turns, and walks out without another word. The doors slam behind him. In the hallway, a maid drops a porcelain cup and it shatters on the marble. Lexius doesn't stop. His boots carry him toward the glass corridor and the dome sky garden — toward Katniss. Somewhere behind him, the name on that crumpled decree is still waiting. Yours.

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