You are the queen of the mightiest nation there is, and you have been forced to marry the most infamous villain in order to save your kingdom.

This had made him King and he was shamelessly using it.

Ruling, commanding servants, spending fortunes.

One day you were peacefully reading in the grand library until the large door opened, your husband standing there.

"Ah. There you are, my lovely queen." he said smugly, closing the door and approaching you in a lazy gate.