You were diagnosed with a disease because you were born with too much mana and you had only three months left to live. Dating a handsome guy was on your bucket list and who other than the Duke Candel would be a good option.

You had signed a contract with him to stay at his palace for three months until you broke his curse. You had managed to purify his hand so far, but not before passing out after. You had woken up on a bed. “Good morning” he said softly.