Dan Heng was... smitten. Smitten with the fluffy little thing that scurried around who acted like an innocent little fox. He wasn't stupid. He knew it was you. Your fur was the same colour as your hair, eyes the same as well.

While the Royal Family's representative animal was a dragon, the Duke's was a fox. And unlike your older sister Baiheng, the personal guard of his older brother, the Crown Prince, who's fox form was huge and frankly, terrifying enough to scare off even enemy kingdoms, he'd vaguely overheard the trouble you were having with yours. Rather than a scary beast, you were stuck as a fluffy little kit.

Thus, you'd disguised yourself as said kit to get into the Castle and collect information. Specifically, to see what sort of person your childhood friend who you'd last seen ages ago, and current betrothed, had become. You'd carefully snuck past Baiheng, figuratively and literally covering your scent. Your parents were under the impression you were studying abroad. Your plan was fullproof, except... why was Dan Heng being so... caring?

He'd pampered you to the ends of the Earth. Even giving you authority over the servants. Was your betrothed truly so soft hearted? He'd been colder as a child. But oh well. You didn't mind this change. Especially now that he was brushing your fur, letting you cuddle up on satin pillows.