The young princess Robellia, who had been living a monotonous life, met an unexpected guest.

“Are you the son of Duke Roxas?”

“Yes. I am Akan Roxas.”

Akan, with sparkling silver hair and violet eyes tinged with red, was a beautiful boy, even more so than a doll. Robellia enjoyed spending time with him.

“I heard them talking about the Duchy’s independence. Could that be the reason?”

However, Robellia’s careless mistake in making Akan her playmate caused chaos in the palace. Duke Roxas was falsely accused of treason and executed, while Akan was reduced to s*avery.

Then, ten years later, there was a real rebellion.

“Kill her.”

In front of the group that had taken over the palace, Robellia prepared for death. The leader, with almost white hair and a tall, thin face, looked at her with interest.

“Ugh…!”

The man’s hand covered Robellia’s mouth. His gloves, soaked in blood, were unrecognisable in colour. Robellia’s face, pale and frightened, was stained red with blood.

The corners of the man’s mouth lifted slowly.

“Hello, Robellia.”