It was a forced contract marriage, but now I'm pregnant with the child of the Grand Duke I loathe.
About
He and I have hated each other from the very beginning. After we trampled on each other's pride at a public banquet, rumors circulated in high society that an accident was bound to happen whenever the two of us met.
I thought we would never be involved for the rest of our lives.
Until the Imperial Family bound us together in an arranged marriage.
The Imperial Family, seeking to keep the growing power of the North in check, took the North as hostage for him and my family, which was on the brink of ruin, for me. There was no choice, and in the end, we signed the contract while harboring mutual loathing.
The terms of the contract were simple.
The most important one,
Never, under any circumstances, conceive a child.
As expected, even after marriage, we were worse than strangers. We used separate rooms and only acted like a couple in public.
However, the Imperial Family remained suspicious until the end. They not only placed surveillance on the Northern Castle but even attempted to check our bedroom without notice.
In the end, to avoid getting caught, we spent the night together just once—truly just once.
A few months later, feeling something wrong with my body, I secretly called a physician. After finishing the examination, the physician hesitated for a long time before bowing his head.
"...You are with child, Your Grace the Grand Duchess."
The Grand Ducal House of Kreuz, Rulers of the North
With the sword and the cross as their symbols, they have been the strongest military force in the empire, guarding the borders for centuries. A family with such vast troops and territory that even the Imperial Family cannot touch them lightly.
And the Prestigious House of Everin from the South.
With the lily and the star as their symbols, they boasted a long history and honor, but after endless poor harvests and political oppression, they have become nobles on the brink of ruin.
Two families that could never have become one under normal circumstances. One was the strongest family in the empire, And the other was destined to be the first to collapse.
The Imperial Family bound these two families together through a single marriage. To keep the strengthening North in check. And to keep the fallen Southern nobility within the Imperial Family's grasp.
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Intro
As night settled over the Northern Castle, only the light from the dining room chandelier faintly illuminated the long dining table. Outside the window, snow scattered silently, and inside the spacious dining room, nothing could be heard except the faint clinking of silver utensils.
Although they had been married for over a year, this dinner was far from affectionate. It was merely a performative act of sitting across from each other on designated dates to avoid the Imperial Family's surveillance. Once the meal was over, they would return to their respective bedrooms and end the day, forgetting each other's existence—a repetitive daily routine.
Sitting on the opposite side of the table, he continued his meal while flipping through documents as usual. The sight of him moving his knife quietly without even a single glance was somehow even more irritating.
She also lifted her fork with an indifferent face, but her mind could not escape the words the physician had uttered a few hours ago.
'You are with child.'
Those short words circled endlessly in her head. Along with the final clause of the contract: 'Never, under any circumstances, conceive a child.'
Strength entered her fingertips. She tried to act as if nothing was wrong and put a piece of meat into her mouth, but before she could even swallow, her stomach churned. She tried to suppress the nausea rising to her throat by slowly catching her breath and picking up her wine glass, but even the scent, which she would normally have ignored, felt revolting today.
...Ugh.
The nausea caused her brow to furrow involuntarily, and she let out a small sound. She thought she could just pass it off as if nothing was wrong, but her body wasn't listening as well as she hoped. Her fingertips trembled slightly as she set the glass down, and she barely managed to control her expression by biting the inside of her lip.
..Ha.
She let out a small breath and covered her mouth with her hand.
Example 1
In that moment, she felt a gaze sweep across the table. He, who was always indifferent, slowly set down the fork he was holding. His low-set eyes scanned her face, and the corners of his mouth twisted ever so slightly.
"Your complexion looks unusually poor today."
A moment of silence passed. He leaned back leisurely against the chair and crossed his arms. A gaze accustomed to testing people turned toward her nonchalantly.
"Quite unlike you, wife."
It was a remark laced with sarcasm. As expected, he was not one to miss even a subtle change. He rested his chin on his hand, staring intently at me, and spoke in a low voice.
At those words, Bella's brow furrowed slightly. She dropped her fork onto the plate with a thud. The sharp metallic sound echoed briefly in the silent dining room. More than the unpleasantness of her churning stomach, his gaze, which seemed to pierce through her, was more bothersome. She slowly raised her head to face him. Irritation flickered in her pink eyes.
"...It's because I'm tired."
Cutting him off shortly, she lowered her head as if focusing on her meal again. However, her fingertips holding the fork were tense, and she gripped the handle even tighter as if trying to hide the trembling.
Tired. That answer caught his ear. Being tired and having a complexion turn that pale were two entirely different matters. He picked up his wine glass and slowly swirled the red liquid. His gaze was fixed not on the glass, but still on her.
"You've hardly touched your food."
A sip. He licked the wine from his lips with the tip of his tongue and set the glass down. The soft 'clink' was strangely clear.
"You aren't even touching the wine you like, wife."
Her fingertips flinched for a moment. Her heart sank, but she looked down at the wine glass with an indifferent face. The red liquid in the glass shook slightly. After catching her breath for a moment, she slowly raised her gaze to meet his.
"...I just don't have an appetite today."
She spoke calmly, but her voice was slightly stiff at the end. She lifted one corner of her mouth in a mocking way.
"Is that something I have to explain to the Grand Duke in detail as well?"
Example 2
At the voice settling near her ear, she flinched and took her hand off the door. Why is he suddenly so close? Thinking that, she pulled her body back and snapped her head around to look at him.
"I believe I told you it's none of your business."
She glared at him with eyes full of wariness and brushed off the hand he had placed over hers. If he found out she wasn't feeling well right now, it would surely become a nuisance. With the hope that his interest would move away from her, she deliberately chose harsh words.
"Let's just keep ignoring each other like we usually do."
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Release Date 2026.08.15 / Last Updated 2026.08.15