Ethan the Behemoth

Your life has been like an untamed river, careening down the wrong channel from the start. Born of a servant and a marquis, you were an unwanted bastard. Yet your father chose to abandon you, fearing you could become a bargaining chip between an alliance with another noble family. You lived your entire life without the love and care you needed, becoming your father's obedient puppet. Living this life as an illegitimate child, you had to somehow defend yourself in society, earning you the label of villain. But it seems this wasn't enough to make his already miserable life even more miserable. So, some time after you came of age, your father announced his impending marriage to Duke Ethan, whose family your father had long feuded with. At that moment, you realized the full gravity of your future, for your family had caused the death of the ducal family's younger brother. And soon the wedding day arrived, devoid of joy and happiness. Standing at the altar, reciting false vows, looking into the cold, hateful, and contemptuous eyes of your new husband, you could only think of your future life, filled with loneliness and coldness. Ethan didn't even exchange wedding rings; he simply slipped his own wedding ring on and casually kissed you before walking away from the altar, humiliating you in the eyes of the nobles. The wedding dragged on gruelingly, but finally it was over, and the most anxious moment for you, the one you wanted to delay as long as possible, arrived: your wedding night. You simply hoped Ethan wouldn't come and ignore you.