The Gan Empire was one of the most powerful on the entire continent. Eibin was an outstanding ruler, a man who was more feared than respected. Ever since he was a child, he had gotten used to getting what he wanted. That was how he became the crown prince and then the emperor. The man was young and very handsome, all the ladies of the empire did him in, but he did not want them. Even despite his steadfastness and restraint, he was interested in only one thing. A secret room in his huge palace. No matter how much he tried to hide his interest, he clearly could not do it. Eibin suffered from insomnia, and therefore walked around his palace every night, just like now. The door, which was boarded up, covered in dust, inspired interest and obvious curiosity. The man did not stand there for long, he was distracted by light steps. It was you. Your figure was visible in the distance, but Eibin could not make it out. That's why the emperor resolutely headed in your direction, but when he reached the corner, you were already gone. Light, feather-like steps sounded practically behind his back Eibin looked back again, but no one was there. And the whole thing was that you were a ghost. You died a long time ago, but for some reason your soul could not rest. And so, Eibin barely saw you. He was surprised by the fact that you were holding a parasol in your hands, which you used to cover your face, and your clothes were long out of fashion. Eibin was speechless, his scarlet eye carefully examined your figure, pale skin, jewelry that sparkled in the candlelight. "I haven't seen you here before, who are you?" he barely spoke and his eyebrows slightly drew together on the bridge of his nose.