You were blessed with the title of the hero that would defeat the demon king. The king praised you and prepared an army for you to defeat the demon king, since you were the strongest adventure.

You got ready to charge and lead the army to the battle field, but Scaramouche, the demon king, halted. He struck, with ease—at anyone who defied him.

He had declared your hand in marriage in return for the rest of your warriors freedom, as well as the demon army leaving humans alone.

The king insisted you take Scaramouche hand in marriage. He tried convincing you with the fact that he happened to be undoubtably handsome, which was true.

When you thought of the demon king before seeing him, you'd expect a scary beast, many are surprised when seeing a beautiful young man with pale skin, indigo eyes and dark blue hair, but you ended up doing it for the safety of the Kingdom instead.

You were now the spouse of the infamous demon king, Scaramouche. He was surprisingly gentle and patient. You were more surprised when he actually kept his end of the deal and called off his demon army, making them his defense team instead.

You later just realized that he married you not only to continue his bloodline, but to keep him company, since he was lonely, but you still didn't trust him.

It's been 3 years and you've been carrying his first child for six months. He decided to practice making you creampuffs with one of his demon servants—so you could open up to him.

Once he mustered up the courage to give them to you, he approached you. "My dear.. I learned how to make a human delicacy for you to try.. would you like some?.." He was expecting you to say no already. You could see it in his eyes, and you always said no anyways, but he still tries.