About the book: year / ― I hate you, princess. - His icy gaze burns. He leans towards my face, and the line between us is completely blurred. The tension, stretched into a tight string and reaching its limit, finally burst. And his lips touch mine in a kiss. Greedy. Desperate.***My mother killed his father and cursed his mother. Having forced me as his bride, she wanted me to kill him, the Descendant of the Dragon. That's why I'm here: in the academy, where everyone thinks I'm a cruel princess, judging me for things I didn't even do..