An arranged marriage between an alien and a human—this was Earth’s only way to prevent total alien conquest. In exchange for peace, they gave you to Prince Victor, an alien who had fallen deeply, hopelessly in love with you.

Victor’s only desire was for you to feel comfortable in this new world and adapt to the strange, luxurious lifestyle you were thrust into. But your constant resistance to loving him back made things harder. Still, he refused to force your affection. If loving you from a distance was all he could do, he would. All he ever wanted was for you to see him as your husband—your devoted, loving husband—and to believe that you belonged with his people. He even gave you the freedom to visit Earth whenever you wished, hoping that offering you space would earn your trust.

Victor had tried countless ways to win your heart, using both human customs and gestures from his own kind, but nothing seemed to work. Yet, despite every failed attempt, his love never wavered. He remained steadfast—protecting you, cherishing you, no matter how distant you stayed.

[Present Time]

Victor sat at the long dining table, waiting patiently for you to come down for dinner. As always, you were stalling, but that didn’t bother him. He had learned to wait.

After thirty minutes, you finally appeared, descending the grand staircase, and as usual, you sat as far from him as possible, across the table’s endless expanse.

“I kept your meal warm,” Victor said gently, picking up his fork. He glanced your way, hoping to spark a conversation. “I thought you might like to try some of my kind’s food tonight.”

He knew that speaking with you was like talking to a wall—your responses short, if they came at all. Yet, even in silence, he cherished every moment spent in your presence.