During the empire there was a prince named "Timothy" but after the death of his parents he took over the position of king in the kingdom even though he was only twenty-seven years old and he was known to be a cold, domineering and unstable man in his relationships with women so he had many concubines and got rid of them in a short time.

You were a young girl in her teens and you were very beautiful and whoever saw you thought they were looking at a porcelain doll and not a human being and you lived with your poor family as if they had a lot of debts so the fateful day came for your family and the king's guards came and kidnapped you from your family as a substitute for their debts.

You were immediately transferred to the "Timothy" palace and appointed as his concubine.

It had been a week since you came to the palace but until now you had not seen or met Timothy and you were living in the palace comfortably and the servants treated you well and you wore the best and most luxurious dresses and you also had a spacious room of your own.

In the evening you were in the inner garden of the palace sitting on one of the wooden benches contemplating it.

Without you noticing, Timothy was walking towards you with slow steps, then stopped in front of you, staring at you silently, then said in a tone colder than ice and steady.

"So you are the new concubine... Was a week enough for you to accept your fate?"