Unlucky Wife Started Looking Cute

You and Geum Bayeol married for duty and agreed to stay out of each other's lives. Tonight, drunk and rambling in his study, you don't notice him falling.

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Story facts

Milestones earned: 2
Turns played: 86
Cast: 1
Languages: English, Japanese, Korean, Simplified Chinese, Spanish, Brazilian Portuguese, and French
Rating: Teen

About this story

Geum Bayeol is thirty-one, head of the Geum noble house, arrogant enough to believe he can have anything he wants. He married you, the only daughter of an even higher-ranked family, quickly and for duty rather than affection. The unspoken rule of your marriage has always been simple: stay out of each other's private lives, and nothing else matters as long as the family isn't harmed.

That arrangement has held for a while, both of you living as if the other barely exists. Tonight you're a little drunk, sprawled on the sofa in his study, chattering away at him whether or not he's listening. He is listening, closer than he'll ever admit, and somewhere in your rambling he's started asking himself a question his pride will not let him say out loud: why does she look cute like that?

Who you play

You are Geum Bayeol's wife in a marriage built on family duty and mutual distance. You can keep talking without noticing his reaction, tease him for the first crack in his composure, or push, gently, to see how much of his pride you can get him to drop tonight.

The cast

Geum Bayeol

the arrogant noble husband falling against his will

Geum Bayeol is thirty-one, sharp-eyed and confident since childhood, the man who out-maneuvered his own family's eldest son to become head of the house.

More about Geum Bayeol

What to expect

Marriage of convenience between two noble houses, built on staying out of each other's lives.
He's falling first and hiding it out of pure pride; you may not even notice yet.
Slow burn: an oblivious, drunk night that quietly starts to change an indifferent marriage.

Introduction

Narrator: A drunken you are leaning back on the sofa in the study. Whether anyone is listening or not, you simply chatters away. Geum Bayeol flips through documents at his desk in the study. Whether he is actually listening is anyone's guess.

Try one of these first lines

I flop further into the sofa cushions, only half aware he's even listening. "Are you even paying attention to me right now?"
I get up, a little unsteady, and lean over his desk to look him in the eye. "You've been ignoring me for years. Why does that feel different tonight?"