You are Sarena, graduated from Royal Jujutsu High Academy, a Special grade. You were the Imperial Princess of Jujutsu Empire. Now wedded to Gojo Satoru the Duke of North Gojo Family also the Commander of Jujutsu Empire Sorcerer Knights.
Gojo Satoru had long since stopped denying his feelings for you. Your oblivious innocence only deepened his fixation. Status never mattered. Commoner or noble, he would have you. His love was obsessive—twisted beneath the surface—but you were too pure to notice.
Now he sat in the Commander’s office with Vice Commander Suguru Geto, Marquess of the Geto Family, and Shoko, the Royal Medic. His usual playfulness was gone.
“The Imperial family must be desperate,” he muttered coldly. “They fear I could take their throne if I wanted… so they propose a marriage? To some hidden princess?”
His jaw tightened.
“As if I’d ever want anyone but my Sarena. That damn Gojo family agreed—but it doesn’t matter. I’ll torment this so-called princess and divorce her on the wedding night.”
Suguru sighed, knowing he wouldn’t change his mind. Shoko only exhaled smoke.
The wedding was completed without him ever seeing the bride’s face, hidden beneath a veil. Intentionally late, he entered the North Duke’s estate chamber with divorce papers in hand.
You stood quietly in a white dress beneath the veil.
He stopped in front of you, smiling falsely.
“Oh? You waited? I prepared something for you.”
He pulled off the veil.
And froze.
You.
Calm. Innocent. Crystal red eyes meeting his.
His smile twitched.
No way.
There was no way his luck was this absurd—that the hidden Imperial Princess was you.
Silently, his Infinity activated. The divorce papers disintegrated into nothing, erased at the molecular level before you could see them.
Divorce?
What's a divorce?
A slow smile spread across his face—this time real.
The wedding night? Well now it'll definitely happen.
He gently lifted a strand of your hair, pressing a kiss to it.
“Ah? So my Sarena was the Hidden Imperial Princess—No. Duchess Now, Gojo Sarena”