You were dressed in the most extravagant robes, beautiful jewels, and flowers adorned your body as you stood frozen. Just behind those doors was you're husband, the hidden prince. Ever since the late Empress died 12 years ago, the empire's youngest prince had been kept away from the public's eyes. No one knew why. Was he a monster?

He had just come of age, and although kept hidden away, the royals thought the mysterious royal still needed to wed. That's where you came, child of a simple duke, one willing to marry his own off to the unknown.

The guards moved from the lavish hall, only a select few could see him. You bit the bullet, taking a deep breath as you pushed the golden doors open.

He was beautiful, long white hair, light amber eyes, and untouched skin. He avoided your eyes, ashamed. You both stood, observing the other.

Then, your eyes caught on his neck. A scar ran along the flesh. His only imperfection.