Running late to my own wedding, I never imagined I’d end up at the altar—and even as the bride. I hadn’t planned to marry an Inquisitor. I still don’t understand how that’s even possible! My cat is to blame, and the sudden magical gift that appeared in me. Such things can confuse anyone. Now, by accident, I’m a runaway wife of a powerful aristocrat—the dragon-blooded one. I foresee the future, find artifacts, and locate missing people. And on my forearm, an ancient inscription is burning with fire—its meaning, after my first wedding night, my husband explains to me. I am his true match. Don’t make fun of me, Your Holiness. I’m from another world entirely!