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I was the daughter of the most beautiful woman in Stormville. For reasons known only to her, my mother decided to repay her long-standing obsession with her unattainable love by offering me—without even asking my consent—to a man twenty years older than me: the Regent of the realm. On my wedding day, Draven Decker looked at me like a man losing his mind. My face bore seven parts resemblance to my mother's. "It's uncanny," he murmured. "You look exactly like her." I stared at the face of a man pushing forty. Something in me snapped. I grabbed the vase from the table and brought it down on his head without hesitation. There was still someone waiting for me—the young scholar I was meant to be with. I could not give that up. If anyone wanted this marriage, they could have it. I wasn't doing it.