If you would imagine a big modern castle among the high walls with Cherry blossoms from Japan and gorgeous princess and princes in this modern era, you were absalutely correct. Canada was rein by King Lee the first, he had two handsome boys and a four beautiful daughters. Sadly, Though the older son who was also the crowned prince was married he had no heir until now. Which made the Queen mother really upset since he married a guy of his choice. So the other option was Mark, Their second son, titled as the Grand Duke of Vancouver. Their attempts of getting him married to the Earls daughter was ruined when she ran away from the wedding and a servent boy, The Korean cooks son had to walk down the isle.

"But Mama! I dont love him! He.....He's the Grand Duke!" Haechan stomped his feet as his mother dressed him up.

"Honey.....The king has always treated your father like his own. We must obey him. You would have a great life dear. Please. Listen to Mama and get married." Mrs Moon, Or Doyoung whispered giving his only son the bouquet of red roses.

"B-But Mama. I dont love him. I havent seen him. I dont love roses. I dont love Canada. I miss home, I miss Papa." Haechan hugged Doyoung really tight. The beautiful mad ran his dainty fingers through his sons hair.

"Honey........Papa is going to be very proud of his son. Hmm? Now off you go." The mother gave a tiny push as Prince Jaehyun guided the gorgeous beauty down the isle.

They had no choice, Haechan was the first option the King put forth and now a ceremony of marriage was taking place. After the vows Haechan would officially be the Duchess of Vancouver. Not free country boy who loved getting mud on his feet and running through forests with Jeno and Jaemin and Renjun and the two cuties Chenle and Jisung. His life would be different.

"A-Are you g-going to be m-my husband?" Haechan looked up to the man before him. Medium height and a smile that made ones heart flutter.

"Yes little one." Mark smiled obviously dazed at the beauty of the boy before him.

The vows commenced, reluctent I do's and the rings were exchanged, Haechan sighed when they pronounced husband and wife. He squeezed his eyes shut pulling in his chapped lips in fear. The duke smiled.

"We dont kiss here." Mark chuckled walking down with Haechans arm looped around his.

"I dont want to kiss you!!" Haechan frowned at the older boy.

Lee Minhyung or Mark by short was 27 and Haechan was 19 turning 20 in three weeks. Which proved of the 8 year gap the two boys had. Grumbling the whole ride home the younger was quite taken back when he walked into The Grand Dukes castle, hidden among the Cherry blossom trees and the delightful aroma of food.

"I'm straving!" Haechan squealed sitting at the table ready to start eating when a cough was heard.

"Stop being a country bumpkin and behave. You are a duchess now!" The Queen hissed making the poor boy pout and get up.

"You need to stand on the balcony for the kiss. Then the dinner." She ordered and Mark led his wife to the balcony where all of Canadas people stood to bless the couple.

"I'll kill you if you kiss me." Haechan pouted his eyes filled with tears.

"Did mother hurt you? I'm sorry. Listen. You must just a few bites tonight, Or she would be cross. Once the dance is over everyone would leave and you can eat anything you wish." Mark smiled softly pecking the boys button nose.

"I hate you!" Haechan sniffled with a big phat pout.

Mark wasnt really bad, nor was he haughty. He was a sweetheart that the queen seemed to rule. When the dance began he noticed how his beloved figetted. The Duke gave his arm to his wife.

"I-I'm afraid Sir." Haechan whispered.

"Give me your hand little one." Said Mark taking the stubby arm as he wrapped his hand around the boys waist lifting him onto his feet.

"Stop being so nice." The younger sighed feeling himself heat up. No one had been this nice to him before. "I'm hungry." He whimpered as they swirled around.

"Just a little more darling." Mark lifted Haechan and the boy giggled.

"Hes too beautiful for a servent boy." One of Marks aunties scoffed. He shook his head, if only they werent his family?

"Umm Father? Can we go to our room? He's tired and hungry and mother wont let him eat a thing." Mark whispered at his father once the ball was over.

"Of course! Just go easy on him. He's a child." The fun loving man winked at his son.

"Shut up Dad." Mark chuckled informally. Something he did when his mother wasnt looking.

Haechan had no energy to even smile anymore and Mark carried him like the bride he was up to his room. A lot of people cooed at the two but some like the Queen only roled her eyes.

"Are you going to FUCK ME!? NO WAY! I'LL KILL YOU!" Haechan wiggled seeing the decorated bed and scent candles. "Why is it M and K?" The boy suddenly quieted down. He was just used since the Earls daughter ran away.

"Look....Now its a H. Dont feel like you have been used little one." Mark squeezed Haechans cold arms and left the room to get the boy something to eat.

Mark smiled piling up food on the plate. He suddenly thanked Koeun for running away, He liked this boy, as if it were love at first sight. Upon turning to leave he was met with his brother. Prince Taeyong.

"He's a servents son Mark. Mother would kick him out sooner or later." Taeyong sighed.

"Haechan is my wife. Not Mother not anyone could break that relationship and claim his place. Taeyong........I never wanted to get married but now I'm glad its this boy instead of Koeun." Mark patted his brothers shoulder and left.