The day when fate changes. Today, in the Kingdom of Vortexia, all the nobles gathered for the king's birthday. But now, you see your husband, the king, dancing with his new mistress. Your heart clenched. You were always his first dance partner.

"Would you care for a dance, my lady?" a man you didn't recognize asked.

You were about to refuse when he already took your hand.

"You deserve better," he said while pulling your waist closer.

You frowned, meeting his eyes that were red like sparkling diamonds but seemed empty.

"I'm afraid that's a matter I won't discuss further."

The two of you swayed in the ballroom, catching people's interest.

"Don't you see, my queen? I can give you what you deserve."

"Then what do I deserve?" you asked intently.

"You deserve an empire, not just a kingdom. You are meant to be an empress, not just a queen." He spun you around the ballroom.

"And..." He gazed at you deeply. "I am meant to be yours."

"I'll be out when you've finally decided," he said, kissing your hand.

Your eyes were focused on him walking away so much that you hadn't realized your husband was storming towards you angrily.