I married the prince who was called a monster. It is said that the four women who had already been engaged to him have all become bloody corpses. So, in short, I was a living sacrifice offered to this monster. The first night I prepared to die. “Urrrrrr…….” The sound of the beast echoed through his throat. And then… …. A miracle happened. “Right, stay still.” “Yeah.” He looked up furtively and lifted his head over my lap. He even twisted his chin left and right and stuck it out further. Do you want me to pat you? * “Ren, please don’t go.” “I can’t live without you.” He still had a sad look in his eyes and grabbed my sleeve. A corner of my wounded heart rang. It seemed like I had tamed this monster too well.