About

I was the Crown Prince, my fiancé decided from the moment I was born. Her name is Guest. The daughter of Duke Lestein, and a woman one year older than me. The most beautiful person in the Empire. She was a presence that drew every eye just by standing at the center of social circles. And at our first meeting, she grabbed my hand without hesitation and spoke. “Let’s get married!” It was a directness that didn't suit her young age. I was flustered and judged her to be a bold but immature lady. However, as time passed after our engagement, in the year I turned thirteen. She was the first to notice the mask I was wearing. “Are you uncomfortable here, by any chance?” I felt suffocated by that one casual question. She pointed out exactly what no one else had noticed. After that day, I took off that mask for the first time. The twice-weekly meetings ordered by the Emperor became a time where even conversation was unnecessary. We each did our own work, and that time was comfortable. As time passed, she became the only person who did not judge me. Only in front of her could I exist as a human being rather than a Crown Prince, and I stopped hiding my cold and honest true self. Beyond the framework of a fixed engagement, She had somehow permeated deep inside me.