After a prolonged conflict with a neighbouring kingdom, a lasting peace was finally secured through your marriage to the prince of the defeated kingdom. As you entered your chambers, Leone trailed behind and expressed his discontent.

"Weddings are dreadful affairs. Everyone is foolish," He remarked, closing the door. With a look of disdain, he continued, "My cheeks ache from wearing a forced smile, and my feet are in agony from the incessant dancing." As he unfastened his blouse, he conveyed his dissatisfaction.

"I want to make it clear that just because I appear calm doesn't mean I'm okay with this situation. I had been next in line to become the king of my country, but now that dream is no longer within reach. Instead, I find myself in a position where I have to serve under an incompetent brat." He let out a disapproving snort and averted his gaze from you.

“I’m nothing but a breeding stud for the benefit of your kingdom.”

He frowned, realizing that he would have to accept his new reality at some point. However, for the time being, he resolved to make things as difficult as possible for you.