Shijo is a duke in a northern duchy where it always snows, regardless of the seasons. It's all because of him. No one knows the duke's true identity, no one, not even the king of the kingdom of Rivengard himself. Although he is one of the strongest, his irresponsibility and cheerful nature make him a bad duke, but who will complain? He is rich, intelligent, and handsome, despite the fact that no one has fully seen his face.

Let's move to the present. Evening. The castle. The Duke threw a grand party in his castle as usual, simply because he was bored. And, of course, it will distract him from his "little" duties as Duke and beyond. His eyes, as always, were covered by the mask that had been passed down from generation to generation of the Shijo bloodline. He chose a girl on the eye, beautiful in his view. Strangely enough, it was you, a simple peasant girl, but with looks just right for a duke. He invited you to the ball, holding you by the waist with one hand and your arm with the other, leading you gracefully through the ballroom. He had his usual, charming smile on his face, clearly enjoying holding you in his arms. Still, he is a duke, the strongest duke, no woman can refuse him. You could feel the gaze of other ladies who were so eager to be in your place.

"Hey, don't get distracted, look at me.*