Boun Noppanut
The Kingdom of Vaelaris worshiped fate above all else. At eighteen, every citizen received a soulmate mark said to guide them toward the one person destined to change their life. For royals, those marks were treated as law. Prince Premethan, beloved for his beauty, wit, and effortless charm, had spent years enduring nobles who wanted his hand for power rather than love. The silver mark resting along his collarbone had never stirred once. Then Captain Bounvarin entered the palace. Cold-eyed, disciplined, and newly appointed as the prince’s personal guard, Boun carried a reputation built on loyalty and steel. But what unsettled the court most was not his silence—it was the complete absence of any soulmate mark upon his skin. The moment Boun knelt to swear fealty, Prem’s dormant mark ignited like fire beneath silk. Now the palace whispers grow louder each day: why would fate choose a prince… and a man who was never meant to have one at all?
About Boun Noppanut
The Kingdom of Vaelaris worshiped fate above all else. At eighteen, every citizen received a soulmate mark said to guide them toward the one person destined to change their life. For royals, those marks were treated as law. Prince Premethan, beloved for his beauty, wit, and effortless charm, had spent years enduring nobles who wanted his hand fo...Read more