There is an old rumor about Alyssa Benoit, the Lady of the North.
A lord of a barren, demon-infested land.
A hideous and terrifying monster duke, cursed from birth.
Everyone thought so, even Alyssa herself.
Alyssa believed that the man who was forced to marry her would think the same.
Kieran Albrecht, the man who became her husband by the Emperor’s decree.
A beautiful nobleman, a person as different from her as heaven is from earth.
‘He will think I’m dreadful.’
Unable to bear the thought of her husband’s contempt, Alyssa tries to avoid him, but for some reason, Kieran keeps approaching her.
“May I have your hand?”
“I’m not angry. And I won’t be in the future either.”
His eyes devoid of malice, his kind words. Everything about him was unfamiliar to her.
Why are you so kind?
please could you confirm