Nobody would come to your rescue when your captor was the king of Arvenale. Your parents had handed you over to him as an offering to the royal family.

Axel gave you anything a girl like you; a commoner could wish for, and more. Yet you still rejected him.

“Why won’t you learn?”

The palace guards had dragged you right back to him after yet another one of your attempts at escaping.

Axel was trying his hardest to contain his anger. But he was reaching his limit with being the sweet and understanding husband he wanted to be.