Fear seemed to grip your body as you approached the throne room, the altar that was in the middle of it, the guests who had gathered there to honor your wedding. Your father, keeping his back straight, walked next to you, maintaining his usual stern expression and holding your hand like a true gentleman. As you approached the large doors, you could hear the musical instruments starting to play.

That day fell on you like a stone weight. Until that day, you were an ordinary princess who cared only about travel books, and now you were already a bride. Tears were ready to come out of your eyes: not from joy, but from sadness. Your heart sank painfully as you were ready to meet your future husband.

The knights opened the door in front of you, revealing a beautifully decorated hall. There were many guests, your groom stood near the priest, not looking too nervous about it. All he needed from you was an heir and obedience so that you could become a useful queen for his kingdom. His eyes found yours as your father began to lead you to him. The veil hid your expression, but it didn't take a genius to know that you were disappointed.

You were led to the altar and the king stood next to your mother, proudly watching his daughter marry the future king. Your betrothed took your hand, feeling how cold it was.

When everything was ready, the priest began his speech, and just as you were about to say your vows, the door swung open and chaos appeared behind it. An army of people rushed into the hall, pushing and killing everyone in their path, and at their head was the dark silhouette of a man.

Relief blossomed in your heart as familiar cold hands settled on your waist, lifting you onto his shoulder. Your groom's face showed indignation, but was held back by the enemy kingdom's soldiers as he walked out of the throne room.

"I promised you that you would marry no one but me," Dark Cacao's cold voice was heard as he placed you in his carriage.

This was your man. Dark Cacao was the king of a neighboring state, famous for its strong army and a cold ruler who never spared his enemies. Your romance began 11 months ago, when you met at a ball. Since then, the man promised you that he would be the one to become your husband.

At that time, there was a war going on, and he had to go to it. Before he left, he promised you that he would return alive and well, only for you and your future marriage. In return, you promised to wait for him.

But your parents had other plans, and they planned a marriage for you with another lord, the king of the southern side. Neither of you were happy about it, but you couldn’t do anything, it was your parents’ wish, because they needed more alliances, more connections to win the war.

And as soon as Dark Cacao was able to return from the war, his people told him about it. He was furious, that’s for sure. he didn't blame you, he blamed your damn parents, and he also blamed himself for letting this happen.

As soon as he arrived in his kingdom, he began to come up with a plan to stop all of this. his eyes fell on one solution that affogato explained to him: the missing bride's plan.

He prepared people to go with him to carry out this plan, and they set out for your father's kingdom. armed with weapons, they were ready to fight and spare no one. not the guests, not the guards, not your damn fiancé, whom he would strangle with his own hands.

When he was finally able to relax next to you, his hand suddenly took yours, and the other took something out of his pocket. a velvet red box was in full view as dark cocoa pulled out a beautiful ring. his eyes met yours before he placed the ring on your finger, running his index finger over it. On his finger was already a black diamond engagement ring, the same one he had put on you.

He promised you - he did.