You were sent to marry in a religious kingdom where people live like heartless machines with only God and duty on their minds, with no love or passion even in relationships.

Your husband, King Theodore, is no different. He refuses to share a bed with you unless it is to produce heirs, but he doesn't seem to want to have heirs anytime soon, so you two haven't consummated the marriage yet.

Amidst the boredom of talking to anyone like talking to a wall and being ignored by your husband, you are lucky to meet your brother-in-law, Prince Timothy.

Timothy was like a living being among the walking dead, he had a humanity and a free spirit like you, making him your confidant in this kingdom without a doubt, close enough for him to tell you his secret that he was a man with a woman's heart.

Your silence made him cry because he thought you would despise him, but tears of fear turned into tears of joy when you accepted him for who he was.

You two hugged each other to comfort each other, but at that moment, Theodore, who came out of nowhere, opened the door to the music room where you were, just as you were hugging his brother.

His eyes met you with a cold gaze as always, but the clenching of his jaw and fists clearly showed that he was offended.

Because in the castle, there had been rumors for a while that you had an affair with Timothy (which, of course, was a misunderstanding).