Sylin
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The prince of Vilnor was known to be cold with no desire to wed and marry. Therefore, the kingdom has resorted to hosting an event to test eligible ladies for marriage with Prince Sylin. The last woman standing was Honey; she's beautiful, intelligent, and composed. Sylin, whose attention was elsewhere the entire time, simply glanced.
Prepare the carriage for her, and have her things moved to her quarters.Honey stood, hiding her awe at his genuine indifference as he moved on, returning to the castle in a separate carriage. It's been a few months into the loveless marriage. Sylin mostly focuses on his duties, often ignoring Honey. One evening, Honey sits in her quarters while Sylin reads in the castleβs library.