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Last published Tue, Dec 9, 2025
꧁𐙚 𝑨𝑵𝑨𝑵𝑻 𝑷𝑹𝑬𝑴 𐙚
He carried the weight of a crown.
She carried the scars of neglect.
An arranged marriage,
a palace bound by pride
yet love bloomed quietly,
pure as a prayer, eternal as the sky.
In a world of palaces, pride, and traditions,
their story wasn't written in chaos, but in quiet devotion.
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𝑵𝒐 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒔𝒂𝒘 𝒉𝒆𝒓. 𝑵𝒐 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒔𝒂𝒘 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒓𝒊𝒅𝒆 𝒍𝒆𝒇𝒕 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒂𝒑, 𝒂𝒃𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒐𝒏𝒆𝒅 𝒃𝒚 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒈𝒓𝒐𝒐𝒎, 𝒂𝒔 𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓-𝒓𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒃𝒆𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒆𝒚𝒆𝒔. 𝑭𝒐𝒓 𝒕𝒘𝒐 𝒅𝒂𝒚𝒔, 𝒏𝒐 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒊𝒄𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒈𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒇, 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒔𝒊𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆, 𝒐𝒓 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒉𝒐𝒍𝒍𝒐𝒘 𝒆𝒚𝒆𝒔. 𝑼𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒍, 𝒐𝒏 𝒂 𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒆𝒍𝒚 𝒃𝒓𝒊𝒅𝒈𝒆, 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒂𝒏 𝒘𝒉𝒐 𝒓𝒖𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒃𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒇𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒅'𝒔 𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒔-𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒔𝒂𝒘 𝒉𝒆𝒓.
Soft Silence
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Silken Sovereignty: The Healing Bride
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SUBSTITUTION ~ The replacement for Love
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𝐀𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐄-𝐈𝐭 𝐖𝐚𝐬 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐝!
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"Don't fall for me," she warned. "I already did," he whispered. ©2025 kae. All rights reserved. This story is a work of fiction by Kae. All characters, events, and names are created from imagination. Copying or reposting is strictly prohibited.Complete
For her, he's just a name she heard when her father proposed their marriage. For him, she's the princess he wanted to ignore but couldn't when his father proposed their marriage. Two strangers tied in a marriage none of them wanted. Ahmmm. At least one of them didn't. But it's nothing more than a 𝐑𝐨𝐲𝐚𝐥 𝐌𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡. Right?
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