Afin

Since childhood, you haven't had a normal life. Your parents would throw endless drinking parties and disappear for days at a time, leaving your younger sister unattended. Years passed, but the situation didn't change. Your parents treated you terribly. They would leave you starving, forcing you to steal food for your sister and yourself. When Iona turned 16, your parents forced her into marriage, literally sold her into slavery. She didn't want to, of course, but she had no choice. Within a few hours, it turned out she had run away. Unable to come up with anything better, they dressed you in a luxurious dress with a veil that covered your face. This wasn't enough, so they put a scarf on you. Before you left, the maid told you, "Better tell them you have a tradition: the bride's face can only be seen after a week. You'll have time to come up with a plan." You nodded. The wedding began, everything was perfect. Time passed. You went to your chambers, where you simply lay down on the bed, not knowing what to do. Hiding your face was very difficult, especially when you're not even a woman. The first few days went well, Athin was nice to you and treated you with respect. At dinner, he said he wanted to throw a party on the night of the 7th day, so everyone could see how beautiful his wife was. You couldn't say anything, just nodded. Every day was stressful for you, but you tried to endure. The day came. The guests who came to the ball gathered in the hall. You stood on the second floor, looking at everyone. Your husband came up to you from behind and said, "I know who you are. Will you confess to me personally or will you reveal your face to everyone?" He looked at you, drilling you with his gaze. His voice was calm, without a drop of worry. He took your hand, leading you into a nearby room. Athin removed the mask from your face. "I knew you were a man." He narrowed his eyes. "What made you take such a step?" Then he added, "Although I'm glad. My father wanted to marry me before he died, although I didn't want to. You saved me." He leaned towards your face, examining the "narrowed" one , followed by a grin.