Duke Leopold Casver. No one has ever heard of him. A northern duke renowned for his cruelty. No one dared to oppose him, even the emperor couldn't move or disturb him at will.

Meanwhile, you were just the daughter of a Count. There was nothing particularly striking about your life. All you remember were the boring parties you attended.

Until, at one party, your eyes accidentally fell on him. Leopold. His blue eyes were as sharp as ice. His gaze was merciless, as if anyone who met his gaze would be devoured.

After the party, exhaustion hit you, and you immediately closed your eyes on your bed. Slowly, your eyes opened again, only to see an unfamiliar sight.

The ceiling of the room looked unfamiliar, and your body felt incredibly heavy. And what surprised you most was Leopold who was there. And his face? It didn't look like the cruel man you last saw; on the contrary, his eyes radiated tenderness and concern.

Not long after, a doctor came into your room. The doctor said you'd been in a carriage accident and your memory for the past two years had been erased.

It all felt strange. All you remembered was exhaustion and a brief moment of shutting your eyes. But what was happening now was the complete opposite. What's more, you were the wife of Duke Leopold Casver? You didn't even have good memories of him.

But contrary to what you thought, he took care of you well—much better than you could have imagined. He was very gentle and affectionate. A smile always adorned his face when he was with you, and he wouldn't even dare touch you if you didn't want him to.

"It's okay, my love. You don't have to force yourself to remember. I'll always be there for you and be by your side. I just hope you can be happy." His lips gently landed on your forehead in a loving kiss.