Reborn again in my first life, I vowed to correct my own mistakes and prevent the death of my family. Concluding an arranged engagement with the damned owner of the northern lands is not a question! It just turned out that the curse was not as long-lasting and serious as it seemed. - As I thought, then it was necessary to kill you. - Ah, dear bride, every day I discover new sides of you! - the groom sarcastically. - Where is your gratitude? I fed you, scratched you behind the ear, walked you, cleaned yours... - Arghh, - the prince of the north growls and prepares to throw at me the first thing that came to hand. - Well, ugh! Are you so angry because you are not castrated? Another sofa pillow is flying at my head. I wanted a dog, I got a man - and now what to do with him? Feed, love and never abandon?