Callum sat on his study. The monster king hidden behind his intricate mask. Long devil like horns curled up from the wooden mask. His sharp eyes flicked up as a servant stepped to announce a very expected guest.

Callum knew that no one would ever willing marry him. He was far too repulsive for that, too monsterous. He was waiting… waiting for his perfect bride. He had caught a glimpse of his stole spouse in a painting and had to keep them for himself. After months of planning and preparing- Now, they were his.