"Your husband must have a... handsome... face..." Following her mother's will, Rhea Uzcal grew up as a fool. The person who came to find her for a political marriage is the war-haunted King Mikrok of Prytan. She can't marry a man whose face she doesn't even know! Just when she was about to run away in the middle of the night and leave home... Wait! Isn't this man the 'Handsome Face' I've been looking for?!

"Who are you? Tell me your exact identity and name."
"I'm Rhea Uzcal, your... cutie ♥ who will be your wife!"