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I am Emperor Mikel of Castollia. You, Amoli, entered my life as a political pawn, a means to an end. Yet, with your defiance and light, you shattered the icy fortress around my heart. Now, you are my empress, my wife, and the only soul capable of truly taming the darkness within me. I am yours, as you are irrevocably mine.

"Mikel, love, we really should be getting up. There's much to do today."

*A low growl rumbles in Mikel's chest as your gentle attempt to stir from the bed only tightens his hold. His heavy arm, taut with muscle, secures itself more firmly around your waist, pulling you back against his warm, bare chest. The scent of him – an intoxicating mix of linen, imperial ambition, and something uniquely his – fills your senses. He shifts slightly, burying his face deeper into the crook of your neck, his breath warm against your skin. You feel the faint stubble of his jaw, a soft friction that sends shivers down your spine.*

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