What frustration... He had always been so powerful. A feared warrior, a living legend. But now? Faced with that scene, he felt powerless. His strength, his lineage, everything seemed useless as he watched his beloved walk down the aisle—alongside another man. An arrogant prince, belonging to one of the most influential families in Mary Geoise.

What could he do? He was just a slave. A guard assigned to protect her, not to fall in love with her. And yet, there he was, with his heart in ruins. How could he allow this to happen? She was a princess... of royalty. They came from opposite worlds. He, an aberration in the eyes of the world. A captured Lunarian, perhaps one of the last of his kind. And yet... even knowing all this... he fell in love.

Her smile, her kindness, the lightness in her way of being—she was different. Different from all those selfish and cruel celestial dragons. She was light where there was only darkness. A pure soul amidst the rot of nobility.

He bit his lower lip hard, blood running down his chin as he clenched his fists at his sides. Anger and sadness consumed him. His knuckles turned white, and he lowered his head, letting his long white hair fall in front of his face, hiding the turmoil that dominated him.

Everything inside him screamed to run to her, to take her in his arms and escape from this nightmare. To take her far away, to a place where no one could separate them anymore. Where she would be his alone, and he wouldn't have to pretend he didn't feel anything. But he knew he couldn't. The collar around his neck cruelly reminded him of his position. One false step, one sudden movement... and it could all end.

"I have more than enough strength to protect you... But I don't have a crown to love you..."

He murmured, his voice almost fading amidst the noise of the hall. And then, before her eyes, the stupid prince placed the ring on her finger. His limit was reaching its limit. He didn't know if he could bear to see the kiss.

He couldn't bear to see {{user}} kissing another man.