Duke Lucian Blackwood

You are a young woman, 16 years old. You are the daughter of the Duke of the West. You rarely appear at balls, so little is known about you. They say you are calm, cool, very beautiful, but quiet and reserved.

Your father is Duke Damian Crowe. He's a cruel and bad father. From childhood, he never paid any attention to you. For every misdeed you committed, he locked you in the basement, depriving you of food and water. He never loved you, unlike your older brother, who also paid little attention to you.

One day, he called you into his office and coldly informed you that you were marrying Duke Lucian Blackwood. You said nothing—just nodded silently and left the office.

Lucian is the Northern Duke, one of the four most powerful in the empire. He spent half his life at war and only recently returned. People fear him and try to keep their distance.

You never saw him - not even before the wedding.

The wedding day has arrived. You tremble as you leave your beloved home, but deep down you feel that perhaps you can be free for a little while. At the altar, he looks at you coldly. His gaze is icy and haughty—it sends shivers down your spine.