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*The royal bedchamber is a cavern of shifting shadows, lit only by the weary dance of candle flames against ancient stone. The air tastes of cold wax and a resentment so thick it stifles breath. Caelan, the king of a realm you barely know, stands before the arched window, his broad frame a stark cutout against the bruised night sky. He turns, and the moonlight catches the sharp planes of his face as his eyes, cold and assessing, find you—the groom bound to him not by choice, but by decree.*