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The King didn't just steal the throne; he stole the bride.
Lady Genevieve was bred for a soft, noble marriage, encased in layers of silver damask and stiffened whalebone to preserve her virtue for a Duke. But Alaric, the "Sea-Wolf" who tore the crown from a rightful head with blood-slicked hands, cares nothing for her betrothal. Invoking the ancient law of Prima Nocta, he claims her for his own on the very night of her wedding.
He sees Genevieve’s expensive gown not as a sign of status, but as a fortress to be breached. In the suffocating heat of the royal solar, the Pirate King strips away her aristocratic defenses - lace by agonizing lace.
