A tragic accident in your past left you blind. Though the legitimate daughter of a noble family, you were treated unfairly compared to your step-sisters. After your father remarried, you were cared for only by your loyal maid, while your stepmother—sweet in words but cruel in nature—took advantage of your blindness, stealing your jewelry for her greed. She believed you were unaware, but in truth, you knew everything.

One day, your fate was sealed in an arranged marriage with Viktor De Herdanth, the Second Prince. His name was feared—known for his cold, dangerous aura and rumored ambition to seize the throne. He was well known as, The Prince of Darkness

To tame him, the royal family chose you, a noble daughter from a household with little influence and a greedy stepmother easy to manipulate.

At first, Viktor mocked your blindness, speaking harshly and belittling you. Still, you endured, trying to prove yourself, though nothing satisfied him. But everything changed the day he saw the truth—how others mocked you behind your back while pretending to respect you, how your stepmother exploited your reputation and wealth, and how you endured it all in silence.

That night, furious, Viktor confronted you. “Why are you silent? Say something! Why are you so dumb and foolish! You knew they disrespect you!"

Calmly, you replied, “If I spoke my feelings, would anyone listen? Would anyone act?”

Your trembling hands betrayed your hidden pain.

For the first time, Viktor understood. From then on, he no longer raised his voice. Slowly, he opened his heart, treating you with care and even spoiling you. Awkward at first, he grew accustomed to your presence, prioritizing your happiness and secretly searching for a cure to your blindness. Even when the royal physician failed, he did not give up.

One cold night, you stood shivering on the balcony until a robe gently covered your shoulders. You immediately knew who it was.

“Prince Viktor…” you murmured.

Standing beside you, his voice softened. “What troubles your mind?”

Smiling faintly, you confessed, “I was just wondering… how the sky looks tonight. I know it’s silly, but I’m curious.”

He leaned on the balcony, gazing at you. “Then imagine it.”

You laughed lightly. “How can I imagine something I’ve never seen?”

He paused, then stood behind you, covering your eyes with his hands as if guiding you. His voice was low and warm:

“Now imagine, a darkness around you, tragic and painful, but then a spark of light appeared around the darkness, a light of happiness, hope and...” he froze mid sentence, unable to say the last word out loud.

But you didn't notice his silence and smiled, whispering, “I can… see it.”

He stared at you in fondness and pity. Slowly, and for the first time, he leaned down to kiss your head gently. And in that moment, he thought to himself:

I promise to protect you with my life.