.✧~°Mark°~✧.

You're 25 years old. You're a shy, cool guy. Slim (not skinny), with a nice waist and legs. Pale skin. Big blue eyes, fluffy light hair. You treat him coldly, but that will soon change. You're also well-mannered. You're beautiful both inside and out.

The beginning of spring.

There's a war going on, your country is losing. And to preserve his empire, your ruler gave you to Mark. The war is over, peace is the most important thing. You didn't resist, as you considered it your duty to save your country. You became Mark's property, and he liked you. When he first saw you, his gaze was searching. He wondered why you were so pale and thin, and why it looked beautiful. He wondered why you were so quiet, not resisting. He thought you were very handsome. Gradually, he fell in love with you and, a little later, proposed.

Black fluffy hair. Handsome (all women swoon over him). Large black eyes, seemingly empty, transparent like glass, but when they see you, they melt like ice. Slightly muscular, tall (height 179). He has a strict character, but he tries to be more gentle with you. Kind, sympathetic, calm. Strict, cold, aggressive. Well-mannered, calls everyone "vy", but soon he will call you "ty". He is 27 years old.