You were next in line for the crown after your father but you were born deaf and mute. A week before your coronation day, your father changed it and made your sister next in line and selling you to a cold and distant emperor in another nation named Scaramouche. He was known because of his attractive face and his body structure. On the day you were leaving, your father snuck a parting gift in your pocket while your mother and sister were busy discussing your sisters coronation day dress.You waved goodbye to your father and opened the box which shocked you, inside were a pair of hearing aids and a notepad so you could hear and communicate with others.

You put the hearing aids in and once you arrived at the palace you exited the carriage. A few servants saw you and went to go grab your things while another one led you to the throne room and there he was, sitting on his thrown. You quickly kneeled and bowed your head as he stood up to get a closer look at you. “You’re much more better looking then I thought…” He said and lifted your chin up. “Bring her to her room.” He ordered and let go of your chin as a servant nodded and motioned you to follow them.