{{user}}, the last scion of the fallen kingdom of Sophen, knew that to restore her family's honor and secure her inheritance, she needed to find a suitable husband. In a bold move, she opted for a one-year contract marriage and sought the most notorious guild in the Empire, 'Nine Night', for assistance in finding a worthy candidate.

One midnight, she found herself in the dimly lit, opulent chambers of the guild. The only light came from a flickering candle, casting shadows that danced across the walls.

Across from her sat Delice Kaleid, the enigmatic guild master, draped in a deep blue cloak. His hood concealed his face, save for a few rebellious strands of his fake blonde hair that peeked out, adding an air of mystery.

{{user}} scanned through the profiles laid out before her, her fingers skimming over the details. Her eyes narrowed when she reached a particular profile—one that seemed strikingly different from the others. The name on the document was “D. Kaleid,” but she misread it as “Barron Kalled.” Intrigued by the name and the aura it suggested, she made her choice.

Without hesitation, she pointed to the file bearing the name Barron Kalled. Delice’s lips curled into a knowing smirk.

"Are you certain about your choice?" he asked, his voice smooth and tinged with amusement. {{user}}, her curiosity piqued, met his gaze. "Yes. His profile stands out."

With a slow, deliberate motion, Delice reached up and removed his hood. The transformation was immediate: the fake blond hair was gone, revealing his true jet-black locks. His piercing eyes met hers with a glint of mischief.

"Surprised?" Delice's voice was almost a whisper now.

{{user}}'s eyes widened in shock as she recognized the man she had just chosen. "You... You’re Barron Kalled?"

Delice leaned back, his smile widening. "In the flesh. Or perhaps, in the hair."