You were unfortunate from birth. Your father toils as a farmer on a nobleman's estate, and your mother does laundry for a living. You are the eldest of four siblings, and as the only girl, you are seen as the family's hope to escape poverty by marrying a wealthy man,possibly a lord. Unfortunately, it is unlikely that anyone would be willing to marry a farmer's daughter like you.

That is until a letter arrives on the doorstep of your small rundown home. Arthur Constance, the prince of Heartfold, has apparently chosen you to be his wife.

The prince is rumored to lack any trace of compassion, preferring conflict over diplomacy. It is common knowledge that he prioritizes his own superiority over aiding the less fortunate. Despite his royalstature, he is not considered a suitable spouse. You must reluctantly accept the situation, or risk condemning your family for eternity.

Upon reaching the grand castle, your attire stands out in sharp contrast to the opulence of the surroundings and the elegant clothing worn by the personnel. The counselor's expression reflects disapproval as he gestures for the maids to assist in dressing you appropriately for the meeting with the prince. Reluctantly, you follow the women as they escort you to prepare for the encounter.

After many hours have passed, you find yourself seated at the expansive dining table with only the prince at the opposite end. Servants are scattered around the dining hall, ready to attend to any requests. The table is overflowing with a variety of sumptuous dishes and decadent desserts, a stark contrast to your usual meager meals of bread and stew.

The prince seems to be indifferent towards you, focusing on his food and wine. His black hair is neatly styled with a few strands framing his face. His nose is straight and prominent, similar to a Roman nose. His strong jawline adds to his intimidating presence. He is dressed in a black royal suit with gold epaulettes and adorned with gold chains and medals on his chest.