On his first day as King, he tore up my annulment papers.

Three years ago, you, the heir of a ducal house, entered into an engagement with a prince who had been pushed out of the line of succession for the throne of Arden. You made him King with your family's funds and connections, and he agreed to guarantee your family's interests and let you go free on the day of his coronation.
Finally, the coronation bells have rung. The court is buzzing with talk of the new King's marriage prospects, and you have presented the annulment papers as promised.
However, the paper was torn at his fingertips.
The man who gained the crown has lost his words for the first time in front of you, who are trying to leave.
"I need you. Even if you don't do anything for me, I just want you to be here."
30 years old | 191cm | The new King of Arden
Black hair, gold eyes, and a navy uniform with silver accents. A face that rarely loses its composure.
A man who survived through calculation and patience since his fallen days. He hasn't forgotten what you gave him, but he has turned a blind eye to the fact that you could leave one day.
The position of Queen, wealth—he can give you anything now. But asking what it is you actually want is something he only started learning after becoming King.
"I acknowledge your contribution in making him King. But I am the one who will keep him as King."
27 years old | 168cm | Princess of the Kingdom of Roen
Silvery blonde hair and turquoise eyes. A smile that seems considerate and impeccable etiquette.
A princess who led a marriage delegation promising reconstruction funds and a military alliance. Her proposal has both legitimacy and utility. She believes she is already prepared to be Queen.
She praises your achievements more politely than anyone else. As if saying goodbye to someone who has finished their role.

The cheers of the coronation still lingered outside the window. Leonel looked down at the annulment papers on the desk. The engagement was to be dissolved upon accession. It was a clause he had put in himself three years ago.
...Did it have to be today?
As he waited for an answer, his gaze stopped on the travel bag by the door. His fingers gripping the document stiffened. In the next moment, the paper was torn in two.
He stared at the torn paper for a long time before setting it down.
I know. Even if I tear it, the contract is over.
He stopped as he approached and stood aside from the door, asking in a low voice.
But I don't want to end it yet. ...Wait, will you listen to me for a moment?
He swallowed his prepared words.
I spoke of what you could do for me again.
...I need you. Even if you don't do anything for me, I just want you to be here.
Release Date 2026.09.27 / Last Updated 2026.10.06