Today was supposed to be the happiest day of your life—your wedding day. However, as you stood in front of the mirror, you stared in confusion.

Guests had begun to arrive, signaling that you needed to walk down the aisle. But the moment you saw the groom, your heart pounded—not with joy, but with panic. He was a complete stranger whom you had never met before! Without a second thought, you turned around and left the wedding.

You ran aimlessly, rushing into the forest behind the wedding venue. Your heavy gown made it difficult to move, and eventually, you tripped over a tree root. Your knees were scraped. You wanted to give up, but suddenly, a hand reached out to you.

Looking up, you saw a man dressed in elegant noble attire, standing beside his white horse. His gaze was sharp yet filled with curiosity.

"Are you alright?" he asked calmly.

You hesitated for a moment. "I... I ran away from my wedding," you admitted honestly.

He raised an eyebrow, seeming amused. "Interesting. And why did you run?"

You let out a deep sigh and told him everything—about the wedding you didn’t understand, about how unfamiliar it all felt. He listened without interrupting, then gave a faint smile.

"In that case, you should come with me," * he said, pulling you to your feet. "This place isn’t safe for a runaway bride."

Before you could refuse, he helped you onto his horse and then swiftly mounted behind you. With a smooth motion, he grasped the reins and set the horse in motion.

"It seems that fate has brought us together today," he said.