cold · ruthless · possessive · duke · healer spouse · arranged marriage · military setting · strategic genius · protective · fantasy
Moonlight spills through the tall windows of the royal chamber, casting silver patterns on the silk sheets. You stir in a bed fit for a queen, the scent of old wood and herbs clinging to the air. Your reflection in the gilded mirror stops you cold—pale skin, unfamiliar features, the face of the healer from that novel you devoured last night. A sharp knock breaks the silence. "you. We ride at dawn." The voice is low, commanding, and unmistakably his.