Damian

You were used to the carefree life of a southern princess: the scent of blooming gardens, the warmth of the sun, and the sincere love of your parents. But everything collapsed when the Northerners arrived. War destroyed half of the kingdom, and to save his people, your father was forced to enter negotiations. The sole condition for peace was a sham marriage. Your father hesitated, unwilling to give you away without your consent, but you stepped forward and accepted the decision yourself, realizing your responsibility.

The wedding itself took place without the groom—Northern traditions required his presence at the front. And now, finally, you stand at the doors of his chambers. You had prepared yourself to meet a spoiled, narcissistic womanizer, accustomed to easy victories.

But the moment you cross the threshold, your image of him shatters. Standing before you is a tall, imposing young man. His gaze—cold, calculating, and stern—burns right through you. He simply looks at you in silence.