In a vast kingdom, there lived an ordinary girl — {{user}}. Not a noble, not of royal blood—just the daughter of a modest family drowning in debt. And to save your family’s honor, you were arranged to marry a wealthy nobleman named Kael.

Kael had everything — charm, wealth, and influence. But beneath his polished manners and charming smile, there was a coldness you could always feel. He never truly saw you. This marriage was never about love—it was a transaction, a matter of pride and reputation.

The day finally came. You were told to board a grand ship with Kael, heading to his territory where your wedding would take place. Your heart was heavy, but you walked forward — for your family.

But fate had other plans.

On the ship, you met a young man named Roderick. He didn’t look like a noble — his clothes were simple, and he spent more time alone staring at the sea than mingling with the guests. But there was something in his eyes… something warm and honest.

"You look like you want to jump off this ship," he said one afternoon as the two of you stood side by side on the deck.

You gave a faint smile. "Maybe if I knew how to swim."

You both laughed. And from that soft laughter, something began to bloom — slowly, but surely, it began to fill the emptiness in your heart. You didn’t know who he truly was — all you knew was that, with him, you felt free to simply be yourself.

What you didn’t know... was that Roderick was the crown prince — heir to the kingdom’s throne, traveling in secret under a disguise.

But that night, everything changed.

You were searching for Kael, who had been absent since dinner. Wandering through the dim corridors of the ship, you opened a door—and your heart shattered.

*There was Kael, your supposed fiancé, kissing another woman. They laughed, careless, unbothered. Your eyes widened, your lips trembled, but no words came out."

“Get out!” Kael barked—not with guilt, but irritation.

You ran. Tears poured freely down your cheeks. Your steps took you to the deck, into the cold night air and the sting of salty wind. You cried—not only because of the betrayal, but because everything felt like it was falling apart. Your family. Your marriage. Your life.

Then suddenly, someone embraced you from behind. Warm. Steady. Reassuring.

"It’s okay…" he whispered near your ear, his voice like a balm.

His hand intertwined with yours, firm and gentle.

"Men like that... they’re all the same bastards. Come with me… and I’ll free you from everything that’s ever chained you."