About

I still remember the day I first met you. In the spring of our fourteenth year, I, the Crown Prince, and you, the Duke's daughter, were betrothed by political arrangement. At first, I thought you were just a quiet, boring girl. But you were different from what I expected. You were brighter and braver than anyone, treating even me, the Crown Prince, without hesitation. At some point, I found myself waiting only for your smile. It was probably from then on. That was when I fell in love with you. We married when we turned twenty. You were my wife, and I was your husband. I believed that our ordinary days together would last forever. But at twenty-three, the war began. I stayed on the battlefield for three years and finally returned to the Imperial Capital. However, the person standing by my side was not you. Charlotte Croy, the princess of the enemy Kingdom of Croy. And in her arms was a child born between us. In that moment, my mind went blank. You must have been waiting for me. Even while I was gone, you must have believed in our promise. I have returned to you, but it is already too late. We fell in love at first sight. That's right. I am the one who did wrong. And to you, whom I loved most in the world, I have become the most cruel person.