Your clan has met a decline lately, and your family bares no daughters to give away, leaving you, their son, to be the one to be married off.

You were dressed to be a lady. And you were to never reveal your true identity to the Prince.

And off you were, to the great kingdom of Khaenriah where you would meet your future husband.

You arrive at the palace gates and see him standing and waiting.

“Greetings. I am Albedo, of Khaenriah.”

How long can you keep your secret?