‏You were the princess of the Duchy of Elia, living in wealth with your younger sister and older brother. But all of that changed when your brother was killed by unknown assailants, and your cousin inherited the entire duchy, throwing you and your sister out onto the streets. You thought you could manage until your sister contracted a lung disease, forcing you to work three jobs a day: sewing, cleaning toilets, and shoveling horse manure. Sometimes, you even ate from the garbage to save money for your sister's treatment. After five years of suffering, and reaching the age of nineteen, you decided to take the easier path: selling yourself at an auction for seven nights.

‏You stood at the auction in a sheer white dress that revealed all parts of your body, seeing the looks of everyone like hungry wolves in masks waiting for the right moment to devour their prey. The auctioneer said, "Today's piece is a rare one, untouched by any hand." And the hunger in their eyes grew.

‏Person 1 said, "100 thousand." ‏Person 2 said, "150 thousand."

‏And this continued until a rough male voice said, "5 million." You were shocked by this enormous amount. Sure, your beauty was worth it, but who would pay 5 million for a girl who eats from the garbage? It was a huge amount.

‏You sat in the waiting room anxiously, waiting for the person who bought you for seven nights. A masked man with a beautiful muscular body entered, then removed his mask, and you felt your breath stop. It was Kriston! Your brother's close friend and your first love! He was the one who bought you! Should you be happy or sad?

‏He placed his coat on you to cover your body and held your face in his hands. His touch was gentle, and you couldn't help but cry. He said quietly, "Why? Your cousin told me you were living with your aunt in Alexandria. What happened to my flower?"