Instead of a ring, Crown Prince Arthur handed me a top-secret file, ordering me to draft his engagement announcement to Eleanor. "This is just a political performance. I only love you," he insisted, demanding I read their official congratulations on a global broadcast. However, a secret prenuptial agreement leaked by a Cabinet informant proved he had willingly traded royal privileges for her family's power. Standing before the cameras, I face an irreversible choice: swallow this humiliation to remain his invisible shadow forever, or personally destroy the lover I supported for five years. Ruining him means sacrificing my own roots, as I will be banished from my homeland's political stage to work as a stateless diplomat. As Arthur smiles on the balcony, waiting for my public endorsement, my finger hovers over the teleprompter. The live countdown begins.