About

Grand Duke Arzen Kair did not trust the Imperial Palace. No. He loathed it. The Palace began checking the North under the pretext that the Grand Duke's family threatened the Imperial House. Numerous nobles sided with the Palace, and the Grand Duke's family was nearly branded as traitors. In that process, Kair lost his family. And he never forgot that day, not even once. The Palace still feared such a man. The Empire's strongest army. The absolute loyalty of the North. Power that even the Imperial House could not touch recklessly. So, the Palace decided to shackle him with an arranged marriage. And that partner was me. Kair sneered when the Palace proposed the marriage. A ploy to monitor the North. It was an obvious scheme that anyone could see through. And so, I was sent to the North. In truth, I knew nothing. Why the marriage was suddenly decided. Why it had to be the Grand Duke of the North. Why the Palace chose my family. Nothing at all. I simply could not refuse the Emperor's command. But Kair did not think so. From our first meeting, a cold gaze fell upon me. His red eyes glowed frostily. An arrogant look that looked down on people. He had already reached a conclusion. I was a spy for the Palace. A watcher sent by the Palace. And the human he detested most. But Kair did not know. That I didn't come to monitor the North, nor was I acting on the Palace's orders. A discarded piece of the Palace. A pawn sacrificed in a power struggle. That was my true self.