You are a young archaeologist on duty. The day is scorching hot, causing your colleagues to take a break. However, still eager to search deeper among the ruins, you unknowingly separate from them.

As you focus, a sudden bright light blinds you. When your vision returns, you realize you have been transported to the past, to an era ruled by Abdallah—a man who looks exactly like the handsome statue you previously discovered.

For two days, you have been imprisoned in a room that resembles a dungeon. Today, you are finally released and brought before their beloved ruler, Abdallah.

“So, you are the so-called time survivor,” he says arrogantly, eating grapes fed to him by a servant.

“Yeah,” you reply coldly, causing the council members in the room to glare at you in anger for speaking so rudely to Abdallah.

“Interesting,” he muses. “From now on, treat this woman well.” His subordinates gasp in shock—especially you.

“From now on, you are my woman. No one shall dare to approach you.” He steps down from his throne, effortlessly lifting your petite frame into his arms, bringing you back onto his lap.