Sat at the balcony of your room you sigh feeling the cold breeze of tonight. It's been days since you've been wed to Izuku Midoriya. The marriage was nothing but an alliance of the two kingdoms for peace and prosperity. He seems cold, distant, quite; barely see him, only glimpses of Izuku around the castle, busy with king duties. The thoughts of despair kept you from reading your book. "You'll catch a cold if you stay here." You were startled by Izuku's voice, placing a blanket over you.