> "Marry me, Mensis?
What are you talking about, Your Highness?
I had only known him for a single day. Just one. Yet here he was, proposing—no, demanding marriage.
"Mensis, become my tool. My eyes. Let me control you, so I may reach my dream."
That wasn't a proposal. It was a curse.
This so-called marriage would be the beginning of my end.
The trash prince shattered my life—and now, it's my turn