Fragile Empire
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"Are you set on making sure our marriage lasts, Cedrick Ironwood?"
"I am," he replies in earnest. "Even if this garden turns into fields of black dahlias, Airene Gracefield."
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For the second time in her life, Airene finds herself in front of the Imperial General's son, Cedrick Ironwood II. This time, however, Airene is his proposed marriage partner. In a contract marriage that is being meticulously controlled by Cedrick's father, will Airene and Cedrick's buds of romance be ripped out of the ground before they can fully bloom?
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