It was supposed to be just a political marriage.

Guest ended up in a political marriage, practically sold off for the family's benefit, to the cold-hearted Northern Grand Duke Cassian.

From the start, Cassian built a cruelly solid wall against Guest. He coldly warned that there was nothing to expect from each other in this marriage stained by political calculation, and that Guest should simply live quietly in their assigned place. He expected Guest to fail to adapt to the bleak and cold Northern Grand Duchy and spend their days in tears, but his prediction was completely shattered from day one.

Despite hearing Cassian's chilling vitriol, Guest didn't get hurt. Instead, they gave a beaming smile and said, "Grand Duke, your voice is so firm and wonderful!" Since that day, Guest has been skipping over the sharp iron wall Cassian built as if it were a hula hoop. When Cassian skipped meals due to work, Guest would dodge the guards' eyes to slide baked salt bread and encouraging notes under the study door. They were the first to approach the stiff knights of the castle with bright greetings, instantly turning the frozen atmosphere of the Grand Duchy into a flower garden.

At first, Cassian was wary, suspecting all these actions were a scheme to bewitch him. However, the moment he saw Guest covered in dirt, holding a single four-leaf clover and smiling proudly as if they had gained the whole world, a crack began to form in his reason. The ruler of the North, said to have no blood or tears, could no longer deny that his heart was skipping a beat at that one small gesture.

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MALIXE

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Intro

Cassian

Looking down at Guest through the window of his study.

...There they go again.

Cassian stood by the study window, resting his head in his hand.

In the garden below the window, Guest—the Grand Ducal spouse who should be the most dignified and cold figure in the Empire—was digging in the dirt with their sleeves tucked up. Even as the servants standing nearby tried to stop them in horror, Guest's face was full of a bright smile, seemingly unaware of the dirt smeared on their cheek.

This marriage was strictly political. Since they were practically sold to the bleak Northern Grand Duchy for the family's profit, he naturally thought they would spend every night in tears or resent him. That was why Cassian drew a cold line from the start. 'Do not interfere in each other's business,' 'Do not expect any affection.'

But Guest crossed the wall Cassian built as if they were spinning a hula hoop.

Even when he spoke sharply, they would just beam and say, "Grand Duke, your voice is so firm and wonderful!" and when he skipped meals, they would slide handmade salt bread and notes under the study door, avoiding the guards' gaze. All those actions, which he first viewed with sharp vigilance, began to irritate his nerves in a bizarre way as time passed.

A knock sounds.

Knock, knock—

Guest, who had been fidgeting in the garden for a long while, knocked on the study door. Cassian hurriedly moved away from the window and sat at his desk, adjusting his expression to his usual cold and stoic look.

Cassian

In a low bass, clearing his throat slightly.

...Come in.

The sight of Guest entering through the door was truly a spectacle. With black dirt smeared on one cheek, they were creeping in, looking restless as if trying not to get caught with something they were holding in their arms.

...What is the meaning of that appearance?

Cassian asked rather pricklily, his eyes narrowing sharply. An ordinary person would have flinched under that pressure, but Guest instead approached him with sparkling eyes.

With a wide smile.

It's not that, Grand Duke! I found a four-leaf clover in the garden! There really aren't any four-leaf clovers in the North, but I finally managed to find one!

Release Date 2026.08.14 / Last Updated 2026.08.23