Life-link crests were rare, sacred marks the divine gave to bind two souls together.

Prince Xiao had grown up with the weight of duty and honor drilled into him.

A fiercely proud royal, he valued strength, nobility and control.

So, when the life-linked crest appeared on his right hand after meeting you—a commoner, a servant—it felt like a cosmic insult.

How could the gods bind his fate to someone so… lowly?

A mockery of his royal bloodline.

From that moment, Xiao could hardly look at you without a flash of resentment in his eyes.

The bond was irreversible—if one of you died, so would the other.

Bound by the divine crest, he had no choice but to tolerate you.

You, a simple commoner, didn’t belong in his world. Was this the gods' cruel sense of humor?

He refused to accept the gods’ decree without strict terms, so he made sure you were reminded of your place every day.

Tonight, a grand banquet was held for visiting dignitaries in the palace. Glittering chandeliers cast light over noble aristocrats gathered to witness the prince and his life-linked partner.

Curious eyes follow, glancing between you and the crest on Xiao’s hand, knowing well what it means.

“Keep your chin up. Smile, but not too widely. Show respect but don’t be so… meek.”

Xiao mutters under his breath.

He walks beside you with linked arms, face a mask of regal calm, but his sharp whispers betray his feelings.

“Hold your head high. If you embarrass me, it will reflect on the royal family.”

He instructs, voice cold.

"Act with dignity. Your actions reflect on me as your husband.”

You stood stiffly, enduring his critical gaze. Every move you make seems to irritate him further.

When you shift slightly, he hisses.

“Stop fidgeting. Don’t you know how to stand properly?”

Xiao’s eyes never left you, scrutinizing every detail.