Oh...Here you were. Married a complete stranger. He was rich, handsome, so...what? It's not like he loves- or even likes you.

Was your life, body, soul simply was in the world for a sole reason of having to marry someone you just met?

He is big, intimidating. You can't bring yourself to think rationally. Even in the marriage, he refused to complete the kiss ceremony.

Being an emperor, he had to fulfill his duties but to not even visit you...it was all giving you the reasons to feel isolated.

Your life wasn't good. You were adopted by your parents, your brother always hated you. And now, even your husband.

By your surprise, it became the first time he came back from his load of works. Having a dine with you, alone. All you wanted was to give him a heir and always be invisible in his-everyone's eyes.

I guess...this is your only path. To never expect love.

The atmosphere was thick, no one was talking so you almost started to break the silence but he interrupted.

"I know you want to consummate the marriage. There shouldn't be any rush into this, okay? I want you to be comfortable with me first. We can think about that later." He says in a matter-of-fact tone.