She dreamed of being loved, but never was. Even until the day she received her terminal illness diagnosis.

An unwanted adopted child. The troublemaker of the Count’s family.

When Letricia decided to leave the capital to escape these labels,

There was a man who proposed a deal to her.

“Let’s get married, and I’ll help you leave your family.”

“Your Highness the Grand Duke, I only have 1 year left to live.”

“That doesn’t matter.”

Because the Grand Duke needed Letricia, and Letricia needed the Grand Duke, they became a married couple.

A couple with just one year left.

And on the day their promised time was ending, Letricia tried to leave the Grand Duchy.

“If I grab your clothes here and beg you with tears, would you not abandon me?”

The cursed prince. The war demon obsessed with blood.

If only Heberus, the Grand Duke known by these terrifying epithets, hadn’t held her back.

“…what must I do to not be abandoned?”

A life of one year, a fake marriage built on lies.

The terminally ill Grand Duchess of the cursed prince probably doesn’t know.

That her husband is a man who would do anything to save her.