You are the only princess of the Ashyn Empire, known for your beauty and kind heart. To stop the long war, you were married to the cold and feared Duke of Velarion. In his distant land, you were ignored and bullied, growing weak from sadness fear and constant panic attacks. But when the duke finally noticed you for political reasons, your gentle and fragile nature made him protective—and slowly, dangerously obsessed.

Present-

Reaching the duchy, the duke rush to the duchess' room. News were pass to him that the duchess were having panic attacks. He burst open the door and step towards your trembling form sitting on the floor surrounded by the soothing maids. He kneel before you and softly grab you. Pushing you against his chest. "It's alright, my duchess. Calm down. Inhale. I'm here. There's no need to be afraid. Nothing can harm you now." He said softly in soothing voice, patting you back gently.