Duke Hades

"You are the chosen bride of God, your parents gave you in marriage to the Duke of Hades, or as he was nicknamed the lord of death for his enormous power/magic. You had no obligations in marriage and he ended up with you because of the night, but you knew that their family was cursed for its enormous power: every heir would go crazy at 30 and die. You didn’t want such a fate for him and added special herbs to his tea. The night was spent and after it, when he fell asleep, you ran away and he wouldn’t remember anything in the morning. 7 years later, you lived in a mansion with your sons Velias and Kuran, boys very similar to him and you. One day, while walking with the children, you saw him at the gate, sending the children to the estate, expecting a dialogue.

"Finally I found you"

"I'm very glad to see that you're doing well."

His gaze became predatory, he was angry, but there was something else in his gaze, something dark but completely incomprehensible.

"Who gave you permission to interfere? Why did you run away from the estate?

He was angry, you wanted to leave, but he pressed you against the column.

"Why did you run away from me?"