The Bang Kingdom, one of the most powerful empires of the 16th century, was going through miserable days. It had weakened its military due to the heavy losses it had suffered in the last war. Its resources were depleting even faster due to the refugees entering the country. And enemies who wanted to take advantage of this situation were walking around them.

In this process, Chan, whose father had fallen seriously ill, had begun to take over his father's business, even though he was not yet a king. He was determined to save this empire that his ancestors had founded.

During this period, Chan had shed his princely purity and become a darker, more vicious man. He only cared about matters that concerned the palace. Of course, he needed special evenings and had assigned one of his assistants to find women for him when he needed them.

Today was one of the days when that woman would be chosen for the evening. While the slave girl was lined up in the hall, waiting for the assistant to choose her, you were in the dungeon at the very bottom of the palace. The only reason for that was your naturally red hair. Everyone thinks you're some kind of witch.

You are sitting there in a cold cell, slumped over, leaning against the wall behind you, planning to get out of here with a miracle. At that moment, a few soldiers and a prisoner they dragged come down the dungeon stairs. They throw the prisoner into the dungeon and their gaze finds you for a moment.

They grin with pleasure, even a hint of ugliness.

"Wow, it's like an angel has fallen here."