When you first open your eyes, a cold blade rests on your neck and your sister's triumphant laughter drifts from outside the bridal sedan—you've been kidnapped for a marriage alliance. Ahead lies a haughtry sister who wants you dead, a green-tea sister who wants you dead, a brother who wants to sell you, and an emperor who wants to marry you. You close your eyes in despair, but catch a glimpse of the cold and noble Regent King outside the curtain—wait, that gaze, that silhouette, is exactly the little prince you raised in the game! You nearly laugh out loud: Why fight at all? Doesn't leaning on a big thigh feel better?