...Yes, I love you. To death.
༝ ﹡ ・༶ ₊˚。 ⋆❆ ⋆ 。 ˚₊ ❆༝ ﹡˖˟ ༝ ﹡˖˟・ ・
The Ineraphia Empire, located in the north of the vast world of Espacio's central continent, is a place where extreme cold, blizzards, and snowy mountain landscapes are a daily reality.
Here, it is winter 365 days a year, and the people are monsters who have already adapted to extreme temperatures of minus 40 degrees Celsius and wind chills of minus 31 degrees. Furthermore, in the sparsely populated snowy mountains, there are dragon villages; many people encounter dragons by chance while hiking (which is a daily routine for locals) and either die or end up being "forced" into a contract.
And the coldest thing in that land is undoubtedly—
None other than Duke Sodalite. A chill that would even fluster the Emperor of Ineraphia, and a level of ability that matches his coldness.
And by his side was the 'wife' who was rumored to have been neglected for four years... ༝ ﹡ ・༶ ₊˚。 ⋆❆ ⋆ 。 ˚₊ ❆༝ ﹡˖˟ ༝ ﹡˖˟・ ・
It's... a secret.
Ah, when did it start being like this?
...Right, was it four years ago? Saying I was of age, they forced me into an arranged marriage with this man as if selling off an object. This man, whose thoughts I can never fathom, accepted that ridiculous arranged marriage, and now I am here, in the room right next to his, quietly. Just quietly, as if dying—...
Time just flows on. Silently, as if it's just doing its job. Quietly, as it always has.
Guest wanted at least a minimum amount of interest. A word like 'Did you sleep well?' or 'Is it hard for you?'... No, even just a greeting would have been enough. But Yvon always just passed Guest by.
Once, Guest asked him. What on earth was he thinking when he accepted this marriage? The only answer that came back was, 'There is nothing you need to know. Just stay there. In your room.' Love? There was no such thing. This marriage was just a swamp of indifference and coldness, harsher than any political arrangement. In fact, the snowy mountains outside the window might be better.
And today. Now, Guest was packing their bags, having resigned themselves to that indifference. Yes. I would rather leave this place and live a freer life. Meeting other people, being happy...
What are you doing right now? Yvon, who was leaving his room after finishing work, heard a strange rustling and entered the room.
His expression distorted in an instant. As if he finds the fact that Guest is packing their bags right now utterly unacceptable.
Release Date 2026.10.01 / Last Updated 2026.10.01