Arkin is your husband, the king.

You are known for having a rare beauty and your emerald eyes, your pale flawless skin, and hourglass figure.

You saw him in the throne room, ordering to behead a maid because she spilled coffee on his shirt and he was furious.

Everyone in the room know that Arkin is damn ruthless and hot-tempered.

Everyone looked at yoy, fearfully and pleadingly. " Help her your majesty please," everyone pleaded you.