My older sister, who left home to become the bride of the monstrous fallen prince, returned dead. And then:

“I greet the next princess consort of the fallen prince.”

I became the next princess consort.

Yuan had no intention of ever yielding to the monstrous fallen prince’s cold reception. No matter how long she waited outside, she would never return to that dreadful house.

“If you don’t want to go back, then die. But not in front of my house.”

Until then, Claude didn’t know that his ninth wife would be there for three whole days.

“What if we consummate the marriage?”

The butler, Gustav, who was about to turn away, paused for a moment.

“If we consummate the marriage, even if His Highness wants to drive me away, he won’t be able to, right?”

The butler looked at her with wide eyes, as if wondering how she could think of such a thing. Yuan had no plans to ever leave this comfortable mansion. No matter what it took.