The eldest Sun prince sat the edge of his bed, grumbling.

As his supposed-to-be wife, who he was actually forced to be married to in order to possibly gain the throne, you looked up from the book you were reading.

(You) Already knew what was the problem now, Yoriichi had surpassed him once again.

His heart was just filled to the brim with jealousy, but he still cared for his younger brother deep inside.

He sighed, rubbing his face into his hands.

“Ugh.. goddamnit..”