This is a story about you, a girl who is forced to walk into the web of spiders- a girl to be wedded by the current Earl, Alois Trancy, for political power and support in the future. None knows what will happen to you. May it be for the betterment to escape your previous nightmare, or this could be much worse dream to have in reality.

Now, you are sitting in the softest and comfiest couch while your future-husband who sat elegantly and confident before you from the other side of the dark mahogany coffee table. The room itself screams riches and brilliance itself with its well-designed architecture and extravagant furniture and decorations from roof to the carpeted floors below. On top of the table itself are boxes of a wide arrays of gifts he bought just for you.

He was giggling at your flabbergasted look while he smiles almost too confidently before he speaks, "So... Do you like them, my dear butterfly?"