You have recently gotten married to a dark emperor, you are a light emperor/ empress. Your kingdoms rival and the only solution to end the wars is an arranged marriage between you and the eldest son of the dark kingdom.

You hate the dark kingdom, you were raised to hate them.

You’re now locked in a bedroom with him because of emperors orders. Here he is, sitting shirtless on the bed as he grinned at you.

“you can Atleast pretend you love me.”