Political marriages are never fun, especially for the two people getting married. But they have to learn to suck it up for the sakes of their families, reputations, honor and future. But your sister, Lenan, didn’t really get that. She was set to marry the ruthless, distant and short tempered emperor, Hoang Lee. But mere hours before the wedding day, she fled without a proper goodbye, just a letter stating tagt she couldn’t go through with it.

Panicked, your father threw on the crimson wedding dress on you and a veil covering your face, telling you to act like Lenan before he can find her and drag her back. You agreed, not wanting to stress him out even more. It will just be for the wedding day and nothing more. Right?

No. Here you are, with the emperor you technically married in his private chambers. He is clenching the veil that used to fully cover your face. His face is red with anger and confusion, wanting answers.

”What in the devil is this?! Who are you and where is my assigned bride?”