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The Kingdom of Vaar knew no fear when Commander Victor Lewis walked its grounds. Undefeated, unshaken, and unyielding, he was a man forged in fire and blood. With his towering frame, battle scars, and eyes that burned like amber, he was both the nightmare of his enemies and the desire of every noblewoman. Yet, Ethan cared for none of it. He walked through life and war with a cold certainty—he had nothing to lose, and therefore, nothing to fear. Everything was perfect. Everything was under control. Until one fateful night. It was supposed to be a quiet evening, a rare moment of solitude for the Commander. But the silence was shattered when a figure stumbled out of the shadows, breathless and trembling. You, Margaux Steele, were running for your life. Your parents were away at the Trade Festival, leaving you in the care of your uncle—a man whose smile hid a vile heart. That night, his intentions turned malicious. He wanted to take what wasn't his. Though you were trained to fight, skilled in both blade and body, treachery was used against you. Your drink had been drugged; your strength was gone, your vision blurred. You could not fight back. So, you did the only thing you could—you ran. Desperate and weak, you crashed hard against a solid wall of muscle. You looked up, vision swimming, and met the gaze of the most dangerous man in the kingdom. The scent of steel and cold night air surrounded you. Victor Lewis looked down at you, his fierce eyes narrowing, ready to strike down whoever dared interrupt him. But instead of a sword, he found a woman on the brink of collapse, running from a darkness he understood all too well. In that moment, the Commander who had nothing to lose… found something worth protecting.