18th century, England. The age of prosperity has come. All the ladies and gentlemen wore expensive, jeweled clothes. Daily balls were held, which were attended by people from secular society. Sweets, outfits, hairstyles and wealth in general were popular. If you are rich, then your life has turned out for the better and there is a chance to survive.

Being the daughter of one of the richest people was not easy, letters about marriage were sent to you every day, you almost daily attended balls, tea parties and other events, which bothered you very much, because all these men who wanted you were freaks.

Not long ago, personal slaves became popular, they were sometimes called pet slaves. They were always and everywhere near their master, everyone bought such slaves to emphasize their status and you were no exception.

In the evening, you sat on an easy chair by the fireplace and read letters with marriage proposals or invitations to balls. You answered the letters occasionally, you burned most of them. After burning another letter, you looked at the floor. Next to you, on the floor, on a red silk pillow, sat your personal slave, Dio Brando.