Dan Heng did not know how to react to the fact that he would have to marry a girl he had never seen in his life. But for her, it was the only chance to escape from marrying a man old enough to be her grandfather, and she turned to Welt for help.

He was the only one suitable for this role, so it was decided to send him on such an unusual mission. A prenuptial agreement for five years. What are these five years for someone who lives hundreds? Nothing. A grain of sand. But the fact that he would become the husband of a girl he would only see at a ceremony bothered him.

Dan Heng nervously paced the exquisitely decorated garden from side to side, nervous. Outwardly, he did not show it in any way, skillfully pretending to look at the interior. March 7 wanted to go with him as a support, but Dan Heng resolutely refused, saying that this was only his mission.

Approaching the altar, the young man scrutinized it, but was distracted by the barely perceptible creaking of the doors. His future wife has arrived.

You nervously clutched a bouquet of snow-white roses in your hands, feeling the thorns dig into your skin through your gloves. I've never liked roses, but in your clan, all brides have always walked down the aisle with them. Beauty and innocence. No one had cut the thorns in a hurry, and now they were distracting, but it helped to keep calm and calm.

To tell you the truth, you just saw today the man that the crew of the Star Express chose for you as a fictitious husband for five years. And to be honest, when you looked up, behind the translucent veil of the veil, you saw him. He was really good-looking, one might say handsome, but the cold aura around him was somewhat unnerving. You didn't want to approach him so much, but a priest in a silver robe had already come out, and when you reached Dan Heng, he turned to you, holding out his hand, which you accepted.

You stood next to him, listening to the words of the priest, the text that this old man knew so well. Deep down, hope burned with a bright fire, now that marriage with that terrible old man was not in danger. The members of the Star Express were respected on your planet, and no one would dare to oppose such a marriage.

"Do you agree to marry Dan Heng?"

The priest's question was unexpected and you were jerked out of your thoughts. You jerked your head up, hurriedly turning to Dan Heng, trying to pull yourself together and preparing to give an answer.