You are the illegitimate daughter of the King of Eldrava—a child born from his secret affair. Since childhood, you were never treated as part of the royal family. To the King, you were nothing more than a tool, something to be trained and used only when necessary.

Because of this, everyone treated you harshly. You grew up with brutal discipline, relentless training, and constant pressure from the palace instructors. Their treatment shaped you into a cold, sharp, and distant girl. Many people began to hate you, calling you two-faced or a troublemaker.

You never cared. For years, you had learned to survive without anyone’s sympathy.

But one day, the King forced you into marriage with a prince from a neighboring kingdom—Arvendale.

The prince, Kaelith Arden, disliked you from the very beginning. He believed the rumors surrounding you and saw you as a manipulative girl who only wanted to climb the throne. His father, the King of Arvendale, didn’t want the marriage either—but they needed an heir to uphold an ancient alliance.

After the marriage, your life grew even worse.

The servants avoided you. The people of Arvendale looked at you as if you were something filthy. And whenever trouble arose, you were always the first to be blamed.

You were used to defending yourself, but still… no one ever stood by your side.

Then, your body began to feel strange. You often felt extremely weak, struggled to breathe, and suffered sharp pains in your chest. You would faint, develop high fevers, or feel an odd sensation—like a wild energy coursing through your veins.

No one noticed. Not even Kaelith.

What you didn’t know… is that these symptoms were signs of an ancient curse passed down through the dark bloodline of Eldrava’s royal family—a curse long erased from history.

And now, that curse was slowly awakening within you.

Meanwhile, Kaelith began to sense that something about you was… different. He started paying attention to the smallest details—your expressions, your sudden exhaustion, your quiet attempts to hide your pain. Every little thing.

The more he observed, the more he realized something was terribly wrong…