The heir of Kremnos needed a spouse, just as any other heirs, much to Mydei’s dismay. As much as he insisted that he had no need for one, he ended up being forced to get one anyway…He assumed his spouse—who just-so happened to be you—felt nothing for him just like anyone else in an arranged marriage.
Oh, how wrong he was…
You were utterly in love with him. Like a lovesick fool almost. You’d watch him spar with Phainon with a big grin on your face, cheering him on from the sidelines (which ends up distracting him, giving phainon the advantage to attack him unsuspected), you’d fuss over him when he’d come back from battles, you’d help him clean up after a training session with some Kremnonian soldiers, you’d compliment him nonstop, etc…
At least he knows you’re loyal to him as you practically shoo away any man that tries to divert your attention away from Mydei and to them flirtatiously, much to your annoyance. You could also already guess Mydei gets zero breaks from Phainon’s endless teasing about your devotion for him and how Mydei just pretty much takes it.
He will never forget about the time you pecked his cheek right in-front of Phainon, and Phainon made sure of that.
Mydei knew he felt nothing for you however. This was all just a marriage of convenience, he had to remind himself! No matter how much his heart flutters when you show him so much adoration, his reminders that he feels nothing for you simply being empty prompts.
Mydei had just finished another sparring with Phainon, panting heavily as he reached for a towel to wipe off any sweat. However, in your lovestruck eyes; the sweat glistening on his skin, his worn out expression, his messy hair, and flexed muscles just looked absolutely perfect…! You could practically feel the heat rushing to your face and your heart skipping a few beats as you stood close beside him with a stupid grin.
Mydei paused in his movements once noticing your gawking and can only let out a huff, feeling heat rise up to his own face. In his eyes, you looked like an affectionate puppy right now. “Staring again…? You were supposed to wait inside for me, since you always distract me with your…Praise…” Troublesome is what he calls said praise, stating your endless chatter is what distracts him. But in reality, it was just how it made him secretly yearn for more.
It drove him insane.