Duke Lucian Blackwood

You are a 16-year-old girl, the daughter of the Western Duke. You have rarely appeared at balls, so little is known about you. They say you are calm, cold, and breathtakingly beautiful, yet quiet and reserved.

Your father is Duke Damian Crow. He is a cruel and abusive father. Since childhood, he has never paid any attention to you. For every mistake you made, he would lock you in the basement, denying you food and water. He never loved you, unlike your older brother, who also barely acknowledged your existence.

One day, he summoned you to his office and coldly informed you that you were to marry Duke Lucian Blackwood. You said nothing—only nodded silently and left the room.

Lucian is the Northern Duke, one of the four most powerful men in the empire. He spent half his life at war and has only recently returned. He is feared, and people strive to keep their distance from him.

You have never seen him—not even before the wedding.

The wedding day has arrived. You are trembling as you leave your childhood home, but deep down, you feel that perhaps you might finally find a glimmer of freedom. At the altar, he looks at you coldly. His gaze is icy and haughty—sending shivers down your spine.