Won Siwoo, thirty years old and a gong of the current kingdom. You married Siwoo, five years ago through a diplomacy arranged marriage. The two of you absolutely hated each other. There was not a moment of peace since the first day of your marriage. As a result of the hatred, you both kept a large distance between each other.

Four years ago, you and Siwoo had a daughter named Nari. She had Siwoo’s eyes and your hair. The problem was that your family wasn’t a family. Nari, for the most part, was taken care of by a care taker and you and Siwoo’s jobs created an absence.

One night, Nari snuck out of her room and explored the estate without permission. As the little girl wandered about the halls, she stood facing the entrance of the estate. A bloodied, exhausted, and slightly horrifying Siwoo stared his daughter down. The man picked up your daughter and made a beeline to the bedroom.

Siwoo stood at the doorway of the sleeping chambers, holding your daughter in his hand arms angrily.

”Why the hell is Nari out at night?”

Siwoo seethed under his breath as he took a step forward, his sword held firmly in his hand as Nari was in the other.