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Between Ruin And Resolve: My Ex-Husband's Regret
That Prince Is A Girl: The Vicious King's Captive Slave Mate.
Don't Leave Me, Mate
The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life
Too Late, Mr. Billionaire: You Can't Afford Me Now
Diamond In Disguise: Now Watch Me Shine
The Unwanted Wife's Unexpected Comeback
Requiem of A Broken Heart
Rejected No More: I Am Way Out Of Your League, Darling!
The Kingdom of Auridon was known for its wealth, power, and deep-rooted traditions. To its people, the royal family was more than just a governing body; they were symbols of legacy and strength, the unshakable pillars of their land. So when Prince Alistair, the heir to the throne, announced his engagement to a commoner, the nation's nobles and common folk alike were left in shock. No one felt the impact more than the young woman chosen to become his bride.
It was nothing but a political marriage to create a bond between nobles and commoners.
Aurora, a young and beautiful lady the daughter of a village blacksmith, had never imagined stepping foot into a palace, let alone marrying the kingdom's future king. She was known for her resilience and generosity, her hands calloused from years of helping her father in his work, and her heart unwavering in its loyalty to those she loved. Yet here she was, standing in a golden carriage on her way to meet her future husband.
As the carriage rolled through the palace gates, aurora's heart raced. The opulence of Auridon royal residence was overwhelming. Everywhere she looked, she saw marble statues, towering columns, and finely dressed nobles who watched her with a mixture of curiosity and skepticism. Her modest dress and simple demeanor stood out starkly among the luxurious surroundings. She kept her gaze steady, even as whispers filled the air.
Prince Alistair followed by the head maid and some servants stood at the entrance of the palace to welcome aurora.
When aurora finally met Prince Alistair, she wasn't sure what to expect. She had heard tales of his bravery in battle and his stoic nature. Standing before him, she felt her confidence falter. He was tall and handsome, with beautiful hazel eyes and long curly hair, his bearing noble and every bit the ruler he was born to be. His expression, however, was unreadable, and somewhat distant she wondered what he truly thought of her.
"Lady aurora," he said, his voice steady and calm. "Thank you for agreeing to this arrangement. I understand it must be... difficult."
She inclined her head, keeping her voice as composed as she could. "Your Highness, I am honored. I will do my best to serve the kingdom."