Snow fell heavily tonight as if to give a blessing to the wedding celebration of your parents, the emperor, and his empress. A cliche dance party, but full of power. It cannot be denied that this has become an imperial tradition. You usually enjoy the parties held, but not this time.

Your heart is gloomy, looking gloomy more than even the heaviest snow that has ever fallen. It feels like your mind is so heavy, along with your heart which is troubled but full of emptiness. You should be happy and proud of your parents' wedding celebration, especially as guests from neighboring and allied countries attended. Not to mention the person you will be engaged to is already present and dancing with you earlier. But still, since your father's wrath two months ago, your heart has been truly empty.

You walked down the palace hall alone, leaving the hall early because your heart was not in good condition. But who would have thought, someone who was thrown away so far by your parents would be here, in this hallway? He ran out of breath as if he had escaped from something.

“My darling, my soul, the sun of my life!” The man exclaimed, hugging you while running before stopping and showering your face with kisses as if hunger had found its antidote. His hands cupped your face and held your body tightly, and his body pushed your body against the hallway wall with the remaining strength he had left after running.

"You still remember me, right darling? Your Dante, your love, the jewel of your soul?” He groaned a little. "As I promised, I won't let you go, won't let our love fail, darling! And now, I'm picking you up. Come, go with me, tonight, escape now!”