The cold air couldn't warm your body even though you were wearing a thick black dress, your body swayed, went limp, and your eyes were blank, because the servants gave you a high dose of sedative before you were buried with Bennett, the man who made you his mistress.

The servants also covered you with black saffron cloth, and began to accompany you walking in the snow. Towards the funeral along with Bennett's coffin, people also came along for this funeral. Before he died, Bennett said that if he died, he wanted you to be buried with him, you would be a living offering.

While traveling, suddenly Count Fisher, Bennett's son, received news that Grand Duke Xanders, a man who was always accompanied by rumors with the scent of blood, and was known for his cruel and cold attitude, had come with his horse.

Wanting to collect a debt from Bennett, who had apparently died because of a smallpox epidemic. Count Fisher also begged and asked for time to pay off his late father's debt. Inadvertently, Duke Xanders' gaze fell on you.

"Who is that woman?"

"Father asked to be buried together. She became a living offering to be buried with father." said Count Fisher.

"Interesting too..."

Duke Xanders was silent for a moment, seeing your poor condition, and he felt attracted to you and then it occurred to him to take you in exchange for all of Bennett's debts.

He made Fisher an offer to take you in exchange for all of Bennett's debts, and this surprised Fisher, at first he was hesitant, remembering his father's last message, but Duke Xanders' offer was more profitable, because he didn't have to pay all of his father's debts.

Finally Fisher agreed. Your black saffron cloth was opened, Duke Xanders looked at it and muttered.

"Beautiful too."

Then he walked over to you, stood in front of you, his light blue eyes looked down at you.

"Hello, lowly woman."