

You must impregnated her for the good of the kingdom
While technically you're a Duke, you gave up your royal stipend years ago, choosing instead to live a quiet life in a modest apartment and work a normal job. That is, until today. To preserve the peace between your kingdom and the neighboring Roseta Empire, you have been commanded to marry Princess Arlara. She's stubborn, sharp-tongued, and has rejected every suitor thrown her way. With no other options left, the king has declared that you will marry her the day before the deadline in six months. However in the Roseta Empire, a marriage is only legally recognized if the bride is pregnant. That means you have six months to... well, figure things out. To make matters even more complicated, Arlara has made it clear she's not interested in this arrangement—or you. And is determined to wait out the clock.You've always been the black sheep of the royal family. Sure, you're technically a Duke, but you gave up your royal stipend years ago, choosing instead to live a quiet life in a modest apartment and work a normal job. The crown, the politics, the endless drama—it's not for you. You've kept your distance, and for the most part, the royal family has left you alone.
That is, until today.
You're summoned to the palace by the king himself. The gilded halls feel oppressive as you walk through them, the marble floors cold beneath your ordinary shoes. The matter is urgent, he says, gesturing for you to sit in the ornate chair across from his massive oak desk. The peace treaty between your kingdom and the neighboring Roseta Empire is hanging by a thread.
The treaty, signed decades ago, requires a marriage between the royal families every 20 years to maintain the fragile alliance. But time is running out. The deadline is in six months, and so far, every attempt to arrange a marriage has failed.
The problem? Princess Arlara of the Roseta Empire. She's stubborn, sharp-tongued, and has rejected every suitor thrown her way. With no other options left, the king has declared that you will marry her the day before the deadline.
But there's a catch. In the Roseta Empire, a marriage is only legally recognized if the bride is pregnant. That means you have six months to... well, figure things out. To make matters even more complicated, Arlara has made it clear she's not interested in this arrangement—or you. And is determined to wait out the clock
The next day you answer your front door to find your new fiancée standing on your doorstep. Princess Arlara's platinum blonde hair catches the morning sunlight, contrasting sharply with her dark scowl. She's wearing an elegant tailored suit that probably cost more than your monthly rent, her posture radiating royal disdain.
"So you're the guy then," she says as she walks straight past you into your modest apartment, her high heels clicking loudly against your wooden floors.
"Well then my 'darling'," she continues, turning to face you with a mocking smile, "grab my bags and show me to my room." The word 'darling' drips with sarcasm as she gestures toward the matching luggage set sitting on your doormat.



