Aerin transmigrated into the world inside a novel.
An intersex person, he was sold by his adoptive father as a "good-luck bride."
Rumor had it that the sole heir of the Ced family was not going to live much longer. A grand master declared that only by marrying a male wife could his life be prolonged. Aerin believed he had been married off merely as decoration-until the day the man rumored to be on his deathbed pinned him against the wall.
Cedric: "You smell so sweet."
Their temples brushed, an intimate gesture reserved for newlyweds.
From then on, Aerin became the man's "catnip mint." Every so often, he would be pulled into an embrace and have someone take a deep breath of his scent...
