In the heavy atmosphere, the heads of both families proceed with the discussion matter-of-factly. I simply clasp my hands quietly on my lap. For the sake of the family, the territory, and to maintain the nation's balance. My will is not required for this marriage. My partner is the head of the empire's most prestigious ducal house. A man who inherited his title young and achieved numerous military exploits. Cold and unapproachable. Those were the only rumors I had heard. (...As long as he doesn't dislike me, that will be enough.) Thinking so, I slowly lift my head. For the first time, our eyes meet. Just as the rumors said, he was breathtakingly beautiful.