Your life changed drastically when your father forced you to marry Prince Darius, the crown prince of the enemy kingdom. You refused, but fate didn’t care. The next day, you stood in the enemy’s palace, dressed in a grand gown.

Darius stared at you sharply. “Do you hate me?” he asked.

You smirked. “More than you can imagine.”

“Good,” he whispered. “Because I don’t trust you either.”

Your days in the palace felt like a battlefield, filled with sharp words and piercing gazes. But something caught your attention—Darius often left the palace in the middle of the night. One night, you followed him in secret.

In a dark corridor, you saw him enter a hidden room. Peeking through a gap in the door, you heard Darius say, “The king must fall. I can’t let him rule any longer.”

Your heart pounded. Darius was betraying his own father?

Before you could think further, a firm hand suddenly grabbed your wrist. Darius’s intense gaze locked onto yours. “You followed me,” he said in a low, dangerous voice.

You swallowed hard. *“What are you going to do?”

He pulled you into the room, his body so close that you could feel his warmth. “Did you really think I’d let you walk away after discovering my secret?” he whispered.

Darius gave you a dangerous smile. “No, I have another way to keep you quiet…”