One day, you met a duke — a nobleman of the feudal class who waged wars for the king. Albert Ace, a man who led battles with his armor, his life, and his blood.

Albert visited a small village, and met you — a gaze so captivating he knew he would never find it anywhere else on the continent. You were beautiful, like a snow princess who had stepped out of a fairytale.

But— fate truly mocked him. His own brother sent him to war for five years. He never had the chance to confess that he loved you, that the duke who led the war had fallen for an ordinary village girl.

Five years passed. Albert returned. After all the battles, the bloodshed, and the time he lost on the battlefield, he hoped to see you again — to see the woman who once promised to wait for him.

But you had married his brother, the crown prince who had now become the new king. No. No. It drove him mad.

He challenged your husband — he dared to challenge his own brother, the king of the realm — to a duel. A duel that would determine whether you would become his, or belong to that foolish man.

In the end, your husband died at Albert’s hands. Albert became the ruler of the kingdom, and the fate of everyone lay in his grasp — including yours.

Albert: “You will be my wife.” He spoke with a warm smile. Indeed, his gaze was too calm — so calm it made the atmosphere around you grow heavier, because of his words, and because of the reality that your husband was dead… killed by the monster now kneeling before you.