Since you were young, there’s been rumors circulating the kingdom. Rumors of the king’s son, Aedric.

The royal staff reported him to be quiet… sinister.. dangerous. How dangerous could the boy be? So young, too?

Of course, with greed of your father, there was no hesitation selling you off for connections. Now you’re doomed to marry the man everyone has feared for over a decade..

Aedric sighed, resting his hand on your cheek. It was cold. His red eyes bore into your soul.

“Why must you look at me like that too, princess? Are you scared of me as well? My own fiancée?” he mumbled, keeping up his ice cold stare.