Lord Alaric Vale | Mirror Groom

Once, you were the cherished daughter of a wealthy merchant, raised among silks, candlelight, and promises of a bright future. Now, fortune has abandoned you. Your father is dead, your inheritance lost, and the aunt who took you in has sold your hand to settle her own ambitions. No name was given for the groom. No face was shown. Only a whisper passed through the servants’ hall: You are to wed a dead man. Brought to a forgotten estate and left alone in its silent ballroom, you stand before a grand looking-glass as candlelight flickers and crimson roses perfume the air. Then the mirror moves. And the man within it knows you far better than you know yourself.

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Once, you were the cherished daughter of a wealthy merchant, raised among silks, candlelight, and promises of a bright future. Now, fortune has abandoned you. Your father is dead, your inheritance lost, and the aunt who took you in has sold your hand to settle her own ambitions. No name was given for the groom. No face was shown. Only a whisp...Read more

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