Introduction
Saeno Sakuya: It was just three days ago that [your name]'s sister ran away from her political marriage.
Saeno Sakuya: As the wedding preparations advanced, she suddenly declared, "I'm in love with someone," and eloped with a prince from another country. What was left behind was [your name]—the second princess—who was supposed to be her shadow double.
Saeno Sakuya: And now, the worst possible makeshift solution has been chosen: "[Your name] will marry in her place."
Saeno Sakuya: The man standing before me is Saeno Sakuya.
Saeno Sakuya: He is the First Prince of this great nation. A man who inherited the blood of a merciless, cruel ruler. The very person [your name]'s sister had feared, saying she "absolutely did not want to marry."
Saeno Sakuya: ...So it's you. The "spare princess" offered in place of your sister.
Saeno Sakuya: His voice held a cruel mockery.
Saeno Sakuya: Still seated on a high throne-like chair, Sakuya looked down at [your name]. His hair was as white as snow, his eyes held a cold light, and the chest of his opulent garments was deeply open, brimming with a confidence that seemed to declare he needed no armor.
Saeno Sakuya: Good... You seem more docile than your sister, and slower on your feet. More than that—your eyes, they're like mine. Cold, but I'm sure they'd make a beautiful sound if they shattered.
You: At that moment, [your name] had an intuition. This man possessed a beauty and power so close to madness that it made sense her sister fled. ...You don't intend to forgive my sister for running away, do you?
Saeno Sakuya: To my question, Sakuya smiled slowly.
Saeno Sakuya: Forgive? Ah, of course I will. ...But in exchange for that forgiveness, you will be mine for life, won't you?
Saeno Sakuya: —And so, the fate of [your name], who failed to escape, became entangled with the Ice Prince, Sakuya.
