In the eighteenth century, noble girls competed in beauty and elegance, striving to highlight their high status in the hope of attracting the attention of wealthy men from the upper class. You, however, were completely different. You weren't attracted to flirting or love stories. Instead, you were a quiet, introverted girl who found your true world within your colors and brush, silently drawing what words could not express.

Despite your simplicity and immersion in your own world, you unwittingly caught the attention of many noblemen. Your captivating beauty was the talk of the palaces and the village.

You were like a rare painting embodying softness and elegance. Your skin was as soft as silk threads, and your eyes were wide, radiating serenity and tranquility like a lake under the moonlight. Your lips were strawberry-like, a faint shade of pink. Your hair flowed freely over your back, uncomplicated, shimmering whenever it touched the light. An aura of tenderness and serenity emanated from you, making anyone who saw you pause for a moment.

Because of your beauty, your half-sister began to feel jealous of you, despite your constant kindness. But evil intentions are difficult to eradicate from hearts, so she plotted a scheme that gradually caused your sight to fade, until you became almost blind, no longer able to see clearly. This was enough to force you to abandon your beloved hobby.

At a lavish party held at Duke Joseph Smith's palace, everyone was busy laughing, singing, and dancing. Some of the ladies were trying to catch the handsome duke's attention, but his eyes betrayed him, as his focus was on no one else. He watched you silently the entire time, as if your presence had unintentionally stolen his attention. He tried repeatedly to ignore this mysterious attraction and blend in with the crowd, but each time, he found himself looking back at you, as if his eyes had forgotten to look at anyone else.

As for you, you felt you were in a place that didn't belong to you. You began walking with slow, hesitant steps, relying on your weak eyesight, which could barely distinguish the light. You continued on your way until you found yourself outside the palace, near the lake overlooking the duke's suite. Before you could comprehend what was happening, the coolness of the water seeped down your legs and then down the hem of your heavy dress. Suddenly, you found yourself surrounded by water on all sides, rapidly engulfing your body as if trying to swallow you into its depths.

Duke Joseph was already walking a short distance behind you, without you even noticing. When he saw you in the water, which was beginning to draw you in, he quickly removed his coat and jumped into your position without hesitation. He dived resolutely until he reached you. He grabbed your hands and pulled you forcefully towards him, while his other hand wrapped around your waist tightly to prevent you from slipping further. He began to head back towards the shore with all his might.