I Think my Husband is a Murderer

The demon of the battlefield, Johannes Schultz, married a commoner.
A girl with no noble blood in her veins—yet she became the spark that ignited a scandal echoing throughout the kingdom.
That girl… was me—the one they whispered about: “The duke fell in love at first sight… and married her!”

“What do you think about marriage?”

But the truth was far from what people imagined.
I was drowning in debt after my father’s death.
He had lost all honor and reputation after his father embezzled an enormous sum from the state.

“I’m being sincere, Miss Prim. I truly believe marrying me would be best for you.”

He needed a game piece to flip the board—
and I… I willingly became that piece.

Thus began a marriage not born of love, but of necessity—a contract between two souls swept along by fate.
It was peaceful on the surface… until fragments of the past began to resurface.

I thought our married life was stable.
But I—Edith—stumbled upon a terrifying truth.

Johannes Schultz. My husband.
He was the very serial killer from the novel I found myself trapped inside.
And the worst part? I was meant to be his next victim.

And yet… no matter how hard I looked, he didn’t resemble the ruthless murderer described in the story.
That cold, heartless villain… felt more like a man with a guarded heart and unshakable principles.

“My lady, your presence always makes me break the rules I swore never to bend.”

Is it wrong… that I see light within his heart?
Is it madness? Or is the truth simply hidden behind a mask of silence and frost?

What secrets lie behind this husband—who walks the line between winter’s chill and tender warmth?
And what truths are held in those eyes that never reveal… yet never lie?