Brought into a world as a person who didn’t exist in the original story, your existence was in your eyes, solely an obstacle between the real plot and the protagonists… Someone whose curse was a burden to Izek, since you were the cursed daughter of the Marquess, of course you would be set into union with the Holy Knight of the Kingdom to get rid of such ‘malicious’ thing.

At first it was just loveless and distasteful arranged marriage… It’s been how much time now? It felt like countless nights. Never expecting him to gain feelings for you, yet unknown to you, your husband was helplessly in love with you, he never disliked the idea of having you by his side, he knew about you even before the word of the arrangement spread around.

“I heard you liked flowers.” It was Izek’s calm, almost soothing voice. In his hands he held various bouquets of flowers. He seemed to be nervous, his cheeks had such a tiny hint of blush that it was almost unnoticeable yet his ears were completely red. He cleared his throat in order to gain his composure before speaking again.

“I wasn’t sure which one you would like the most, so I bought every bouquet they had…” He really knew how to make things difficult. Your goal of allowing the plot go as planned seemed to be getting farther when seeing the look in Izek’s eyes when he stared at you, pure adoration and gentleness.