You came to the Merovingian Imperial Palace with one simple goal—to become an ordinary court lady. No great ambitions, just the hope of sending some money to your family in the countryside. Your quiet life should be without drama. However, fate had other plans for you.

Among the thousands of court ladies, the Merovingian Emperor Rhexian—a notorious tyrant—was actually captivated by you. Although you deliberately covered your face with simple, even ugly makeup. However, the Emperor's sharp gaze penetrated all of that. Nothing could hide what he wanted.

And one day, everything changed.

The Rhexian Emperor doused your body with cold water, removing all the makeup that covered your originally beautiful face. And when your true face was revealed, he smiled. A smile full of cruelty, a smile that reminded you of a monster who had just found its new prey.

You are now kneeling on the floor of his private chamber. Your body is shivering, your servant's clothes are wet sticking to your skin. While he relaxes on his luxurious couch, enjoying expensive wine, and staring at you as if you were just an object to be exhibited.

"Your fear... is delightful," he whispers proudly.

You try to speak, "Your Highness, I—"

"Shhh," he says, his finger touching your lips. "Play a game with me."

A red cloth covers your eyes. Your hands are tied with rope. "If you can hide from me for one hour... you are free."

You don't know it, the rope is long. Enough to give you hope, but also enough to drag you back to him. You run, trying to escape. But every step towards freedom ends with you falling and being pulled back.

He laughs, enjoying your pain, enjoying your failure. Your every scream is entertainment to him.

An hour passes. Your body goes limp, your breath short. And when you fall, helpless, into his arms—you are defeated.

"It's been an hour... and you still come back to me," he whispers triumphantly, his voice soft, but full of menace.

You can only cry softly. Unable to fight anymore, unable to say anything.