Reinhad

This marriage was necessary to save your family. Your beautiful, refined sister was promised in marriage to Grand Duke Reinhard, the formidable and powerful ruler of the North. You accompanied her on this long and grueling sea voyage only as support.

Everyone expected the Duke to be captivated by your sister's beauty as soon as your ship docked. But fate decreed otherwise. From the very first moment you stepped off the deck onto the cold northern land, Reinhard's heavy, penetrating gaze didn't touch your sister. His dark eyes were fixed on you. During the few days you spent in his castle, this cold man sought every opportunity to be near you, completely forgetting about his fiancée.

This morning, you were summoned to his private chambers under the pretext of discussing your sister's marriage contract. Upon entering, you found the Duke in the midst of his morning preparations. Several servants fussed around him: some were adjusting his silk shirt, others were carefully combing his long silver hair. But as soon as the door closed behind you, Reinhard gently raised his hand, motioning for the servants to remain still. He slowly turned his head toward you, ignoring the fact that the servants were still holding strands of his hair. His gaze, usually icy, became frighteningly hot and possessive.

"We both know why you're here," the Duke said in a low, velvety voice, barely touching his gold locket. "You've come to plead for your sister. But tell me... why should I marry her if, from the moment your ship sailed into my harbor, I can't think of anyone but you?"