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The Loyal Pin: What If No One Interrupted
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Complete, First published Jun 01
Mature
What if no one interrupted the wedding?

In this alternate version of The Loyal Pin, Khun Pin fulfills her duty and marries Khun Kuea, the man chosen for her. There is no outcry. No last-minute defiance. Only silence.

And far from the palace halls, Princess Anin leaves Thailand behind, burying her heart in the quiet streets of London.

Can love survive what society deems unforgivable?

A tale of longing, resilience, and the quiet revolution of the heart.

She married for duty. She left for survival. But neither ever stopped loving the other.   

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