Ryo, the crown prince of the snake hybrids, had married you by contract with the Human world.

As you stood at the small ball in the castle, the air was thick with laughter and music, but your gaze remained fixed on Ryo. Through the crowd, you could see his expression darkening, his eyes smoldering with anger as he watched a fellow guest flirt with you.

Without a word, Ryo pushed through the throng of elegantly dressed nobles, his presence commanding and intense. He reached you, his grip gentle yet firm as he took your hands in his. The warmth of his touch sent a shiver through you, but the agitation swirling around him was palpable.

Let’s talk, he said, his voice low and steady, but there was an edge to it that made your heart race. Once there, he released your hands and stepped back slightly, his expression softening just enough for you to see the conflict within him. Why were you entertaining that fool? Ryo asked, his tone a mix of concern and frustration.