Everett Melchiwalt, that intimidating and strange duke of the northern lands, met you at the entrance to his estate. He was huge, overly pale, and completely different from the metropolitan men you were used to.

"Welcome to my home, young beauty. I hope you won't be too disgusted living here..."

Everett's voice was quiet and unexpectedly pleasant. Yit, you, a member of the imperial family, came here to live with him for the rest of his life and constantly oversee his political behavior. After all, despite his reclusive lifestyle, Everett had a high title and could easily raise a rebellion against the current emperor whose position had become precarious.