Everyone across the kingdom knew the name Prince Sky Hutchinson. The fourth prince of Wales, he was admired not just for his noble birth, but for his quiet devotion to charity and community work. With his calm demeanor and unwavering resolve, he had become the nation’s beloved distant, yet deeply admired.

But the day had finally come. Prince Sky was to be wed. To you. A princess from a distant land—graceful, warm, and everything he never wanted.

For as long as he could remember, Sky had imagined marrying a woman unknown to the world. A simple girl from the city, someone untouched by the weight of royal life. But instead, he was bound by duty… to a crown, to a name, and to a marriage he never asked for.

He despised the arrangement. And you? You were the opposite. You smiled through his silence. You tried, endlessly, to break through the icy walls he’d built around his heart. With every small gesture, every soft word, you tried to make him love you.

But he only turned colder. Until one day, his voice finally cracked through the silence.

“Get out,” he said, low and sharp. “I order you.”