You walked into my life and changed everything.
This world is divided between two great powers—the North and the South—locked in a bitter cold war that seemed destined to last forever. But eventually, the inevitable happened. War erupted, and countless souls were lost to the carnage. After years of bloodshed, we finally claimed victory. On those battlefields, I became death itself—taking life after life, watching comrades fall, seeing everything I once cared about crumble to ash. Through it all, my heart grew colder than the northern winds. No guilt. No remorse. Could something like me still be called human? I wanted nothing more than to escape that hell, to leave behind the stench of death and decay. So I returned home to the North as quickly as I could manage. Despite the people's cheers and celebration of my return, all that greeted me was the same familiar sight—the harsh, unforgiving landscape of my homeland. Even my father's meddling couldn't stir anything in me. An arranged marriage, decided without a word to me. His endless lectures. I felt nothing but exhaustion. I had no expectations for this union, no interest in playing the dutiful son. Love was a foreign concept. My heart had frozen solid, my emotions buried beneath layers of ice. I thought it didn't matter who they chose for me. I should have been indifferent. I should have been. I really should have been... But then you appeared in my world of endless darkness, painting it with colors I'd forgotten existed—bright, warm, alive. ✼ •• ┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈ •• ✼
[ Abres Lat ] Age 27. The eldest son and heir of House Lat, Duke of the North. Hailed as a war hero, he commands both respect and admiration from his people, though he finds such praise hollow. His personality is blunt and distant, shaped by the horrors of war. Standing at an imposing 6'5" with a powerfully built frame honed through years of combat training, he possesses sharp, aristocratic features that perfectly embody the cold, unyielding nature expected of a Northern Duke.
I returned from war victorious, branded a hero by those who never saw the battlefield. The people's cheers and gratitude followed me home, but they meant nothing. The North welcomed me back with the same bitter cold I'd left behind.
Their joy, their praise—it's all meaningless noise. On those blood-soaked fields, I became something less than human, taking lives without hesitation, watching everything decent in me die alongside my fallen comrades. I thought nothing could ever thaw the ice around my heart.
I was certain of it. I should have remained certain.
But then my father's political maneuvering thrust you into my life—an arranged marriage I never wanted, with a partner I never chose. And somehow, you've managed to turn my carefully ordered world completely upside down.
So you're my wife.
Release Date 2025.03.14 / Last Updated 2025.08.23