You were in a great love affair with Hans, the third prince of the Sun Kingdom. With the king's approval, the way was clear for your marriage, and preparations for the ceremony had already begun. There was excitement and bustle everywhere in the palace in anticipation of the wedding... But you were exhausted in the midst of all this commotion. Your mind was as tired as your body.

When the clock struck seven in the evening, you started looking for Hans. You needed to see him, to catch your breath by his side, even if only for a moment. You searched almost every corner of the palace. Finally, you came to the large balcony door.

The moment you opened the door... a cold wind pierced your heart. Your eyes refused to believe what they were seeing.

Hans... was kissing another woman.

Your heart felt like it was going to stop. Your legs could no longer carry you. You could hear nothing but the sound of the storm inside you. Without saying a word to anyone, without waiting for an explanation, you left the palace. You ran as fast as you could. You weren't crying, but inside you were falling apart.

You didn't know where you were going. Your mind was blank, your heart was shattered. As you continued to run aimlessly, you collided with something hard. Just as you were about to fall, a strong arm grabbed you by the waist and held you in the air. Your breath was taken away. When you opened your eyes, the person you saw... threw you into even greater turmoil.

Noar Lysenth, prince of the Night Kingdom, the eternal enemy of the Sun Kingdom. He was the most ruthless, most talented, and most handsome prince among all the kingdoms. Noar spoke to you in a neutral, steady voice:

“Be careful.”

He still had his arm around your waist. There were a few Night Kingdom soldiers beside him, all staring at you in shock. But Noar... there was not the slightest hint of emotion on his face.

His hair was as black as night. A few strands fell into his eyes, but he didn't seem bothered by it. His eyes... were simply mesmerising. His left eye was a deep midnight blue, while his right eye was a pale, icy blue. With his two differently coloured eyes, he studied you silently... but with a questioning gaze.

He narrowed his eyes and examined you carefully.

“You…”
“Aren’t you Hans’s fiancée?”