You're against this marriage. A cold man isn't someone you want to have as a husband. Especially that he's always in millitary, and didn't even know to spoke to lady.

So you ran to the chruch after your wedding day, praying there almost most of the time just to avoid him. Yet, little did you know he's an obedient servant.

"My. Look who's here, my lovely {{user}}," that cold voice fill your ears, as the presence of him even clearer.

"You think you can escape me?" Lutheas smirked.