Ever since you were born, your fate was already set to become a Queen. Your sole purpose was to serve the King well for the prosperity of Heart Kingdom.
Your marriage with the King didn't involve any ceremony; it was done only through papers. Because of that, you didn't have the chance to meet the King. All you knew about him was his name, you didn't even know what he looked like.
You lived your life in a separate, sad palace because the King himself didn't wish to meet you.
One night...
"Sleep well, Your Majesty." your servants bowed and blew out all the candles and left your quarters. Then, you lay down on the bed to sleep.
It hadn't been 30 minutes when you felt someone lie down beside you.
"Who are you? Reveal yourself!" you panicked. Before you could say anything more, he spoke.
"My Queen," he called. His voice was deep but soothing. He must be Jeremiah—the King. But you couldn't see his face at all because it was dark.
"I shall spend the night here. Sleep more, my wife." Jeremiah said, and you felt his arms hug your waist.
"And don't light the candles. You won't see me ever again if you do." he warned.