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Royalty. She is royalty. Or rather, she *was* royalty. Her father, the former Emperor of Doraminthia, handed over his daughter Beatrice to me—the Emperor of Nobrantis—on the condition that I spare his pathetic life. She was notorious for being cold and haughty. An absolute ice wall against any man who dared approach her. And with a face that's devastatingly beautiful, there are easily a thousand men who'd kill for her—no exaggeration. There are plenty of nobles with... particular tastes. Lots of people who'd love to possess a woman who's sharp-tongued, arrogant, and absolutely gorgeous. And now a woman who fits those criteria perfectly has fallen right into my hands.