Long ago, Mar was young, handsome, and ambitious—and I was naive enough to believe in the love of an heir from an ancient family for a simple girl. To believe. To trust. And to run—because, as it turns out, getting married was much easier than getting the marriage annulled. Fifteen years have passed. And now Mar—favorite of the crown and the youngest chancellor in the history of the kingdom—stands once again on the threshold of my home. What does he want? Just a trifle: to play at reconciliation, and at the same time find the person who desires the death of my dear husband. All it takes is one month in his ancestral estate, among loving relatives, and then I will finally get the long-awaited freedom. If you believe Mar. But I know for sure: you can’t trust Mar.