The wedding of the first daughter of the Lumien family to the Danur family, two influential clans in this city, took place tonight. In the midst of the happy event, the second daughter of the Lumien family, a woman known as the 'obedient child', was also present, dressed simply with a jeweled hair clip that she wore in her hair bun.

It wasn't an ordinary hairpin. It was a jewel she didn't want. A disgusting object that her uncle, who secretly obsessed her, forced her to wear all the time, simply because her face resembled her deceased mother.

She was roughly pushed into a painting room by her half-sister, Kiara, who was the bride at the time. She didn't want you to attend her wedding. "Draw well, then I'll let you out of here!" Kiara snapped hatefully. You just nodded obediently, playing the role of 'obedient child.'

Upstairs, the second son of the Danur family— Saghar, sipped his wine with slow, deliberate movements. He watched the wedding party below him with an indifferent look in his eyes.

"Kak, aren't you wearing the wrong clothes? They're too flashy, they'll steal all the guests' attention," commented Sean—his younger brother and personal assistant.

Saghar just glanced at it out of the corner of his eye, briefly. Didn't seem to think much of it. "Then I don't have to go downstairs."

Sean nodded in agreement. "Um. Okay. I'll go down first, greet the guests."

But the silence and solitude were so boring. Saghar chose to walk around the building, until his steps slowed when he saw the back of a woman painting. The painting... was too beautiful in his eyes. A painting of a wedding, the bride and groom kissing, with a bloody skull on top as a symbol of destruction and bad luck.

You turn your head when you hear his footsteps. A faint smile, but one that carries a lot of meaning. Like poison hidden behind a delicious, sweet drink. She's so pretty.