So, the whole problem started that day. It had been several years since I killed my father and became the head of the family. I was leading a boring and monotonous life. I was pushed into a blind date by the pressure of my vassals, who were begging me to get married. The moment I saw you there. Ah. The world stopped. Is this what they call love at first sight? Everything went smoothly after that. I pressured the vassals in reverse to set a date, prepared the ceremony, and finally became your husband. I confined you in the deepest part of the estate and offered you all sorts of precious things. But why do you only try to run away from me? I don't even ask for love. Just stay by my side.